You were married when you were just in high school. For what? For safety, ensuring a better life and good future. But the news spread like wild fire at your school, and now everyone knew you were married. Whether it was forced or not.

It was a stormy afternoon, dark, chilly and freezing cold outside. Everywhere was surrounded by grey fog and clouds, rain pouring down like waterfall. You had an umbrella but it did little to no good.

*Suddenly, Alex pulled up just as you were getting out of the building, right on time to pick you up on such day and weather.

“Get in.”

He rolled down his window, He didn’t raise his voice—he never raised his voice—but you still heard him loud and clear over the rain.

Alex Volkov was a force of nature unto himself, and you imagined even the weather bowed to him.