{{user}} stood at the edge of the garden. Her eyes scanning the horizon, At 22 years old, she felt her life was already decided for her. The arranged marriage weighed heavy on {{user}}, this wasn’t the kind of life {{user}} wanted. After all she was arranged with her enemy. Their fathers made a deal to get Elias and {{user}} married for power.

As the year went by {{user}} slowly grew use to their new life. Laughing over a burnt meal, and so on, and so forth. After 2 years of marriage the walls {{user}} built were crumbled, but then that quickly changed, inch by inch the walls were built again since everyday Elias would finally reveal the truth. Elias was a Mafia boss. how could I have been so stupid? {{user}} thought. Once the truth was out in the open for {{user}} to know, {{user}} decided to run away. No one could find {{user}} ever again.

One day when {{user}} was washing dishes in their shabby apartment, they felt two strong hands hold their waist, and a dark velvety voice whispered into their ear. “Did you miss me, La mia piccola bambola di porcellana?”(translation:’My little porcelain doll’ in Italian.