In Love With My Bully

“Whydidn’tyoutellme?”“Tellyouwhat,Richard?Whatwouldyouhavedone?”“Idon’tknow.Apologizedsooner?Boughtyouaburgertomakeupforit?”Hereyeslitupwithfire,“Youthinkwhatyoudidtome…youthinkaburgercanmakeupforit?”hereyestwinkledlikeshewasfightingtears.DidIhurtherthatbadly?Iwasjustafoolishteenager.“Nita,Iamsorry.Iwasyoung,Iwasstupid.IwishIcouldtakeitallbackandtellyouhowIfeelinsteadofbeingaconstantjerktogainyourattention.”“Howdidyoufeelthatwouldjustifywhatyoudidtome?”Ipausedforaminute,findingthewords.“Ihadahugecrushonyouatthetime.AndIdidn’tknowhowtoexpressmyself.Iwasfullofmyself,Iwastheschool’sladies'manandtheonegirlIhadeyesfordidn’tevencareifIexisted,”“Andthatjustifiedwhatyoudidtome?Richard,youbrokeme.Icanforgiveyoufor‘accidentally’spillingyouricecreamonme,orthrowingmydueassignmentinthetoilet,ortheguminmyhair,ortheglueinmychairbuttellmehowcanIforgiveyouforwhatyoudidthatnight?Tellme!”“Whatnight?Nita,whatareyoutalkingabout?”“RememberwhenyouaskedmeifIknewwhosexuallyassaultedme?”Inodded,butwhatdoesthathavetodowithanything?Themorewespoke,themoreconfusedIbecame.“YoudidandIcannotbelievethatyouwouldstandthereandpretendlikeitdidn’thappen!”NitahasspentyearstryingtoforgetthetormentsheenduredatthehandsofRichard.Whenherfamily’sfinancialruinforcesherintoanarrangedmarriage,sheishorrifiedtofindoutthegroomhimselfwasherbully.Richard,acharmingandsuccessfulbusinessmanmeetsthefirstwomantoberepulsedbyhim.Intrigued,heproposesadealofaoneyearmarriageofconvenience.Navigatinglifeasacouple,oldwoundsreopen,buriedmemoriessurface.AsRichardlearnsmoreabouthiswife,hefindsthathehasenemiesthatfollowedhimfromhispasttocontinuouslycloudhiswife’sjudgement.WillNitabelievethetruthandburyoldwoundsorwillthepainofthepastprovetoostrongtoheal?