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I watched Blake's chest slowly rise and fall with each breath as he slept, his scar stretching and relaxing with his chest. I couldn't fall asleep. My mind was running ahead of me.

I couldn't stop thinking about what had happened that day. I had gotten out of my punishment, but I couldn't decide if it was worth it. Another kiss to add to my growing list of things that shouldn't have even happened in the first place.

I was supposed to leave in a few days and I just wanted to stay with him. He was supposed to be a monster. He was supposed to be horrible. He's the reason I was taken and he slept with some other girl and basically blamed me. I should've hated him. So why did I want to stay and just cuddle up to him?

I got up from the bed and started walking towards the door.

"Jade?" Blake said in a sleepy voice. I looked back at him. It was the first time he'd slept in the bed with me while sober. I don't think he meant to, he'd fallen asleep during Snow White. "Where are you going?"

I looked at the inn table by the door and noticed his mother's book. I picked it up and held it up to him.

"I couldn't sleep." I explained. "Just needed some air."

"Oh." He nodded. "Okay."

I watched him stretch and lay back down, not realizing he was still in the bed. I stepped into the hall and decided it was probably a better idea to read than wander the halls like I'd planned.

I sat down on a red love seat by his bedroom and opened the book. She had such pretty handwriting. I opened it to chapter one and started to read.

"It's been three weeks since I was brought here. The man I'm apparently supposed to marry isn't exactly prince charming. I can tell he's trying, but I don't want to be here. He bought me a library so I'd be 'more comfortable.'

How can I be comfortable here? How can I marry someone like him? I'm sporting this lovely bruise from him and he expects me to marry him? He wants me to follow these crazy rules to become 'the perfect wife.'

How am I supposed to live like this?

On my 10th night here, he forced me into his bed. I just know I'm pregnant. I know I am...

He was so sweet for the first few days. He even said he'd let me go. Was it just to make me trust him?

He seemed so kind. He would always try not to make me uncomfortable or upset.

I actually thought about staying here with him.

It was all just an act.

How could I be so stupid?

I trusted that he wouldn't hurt me. Look at where I am now..."

I closed the book, but I could still see the words. Could Blake be trying the same thing? I've only been with him for five days...