Author's pov:

It was a bright sunny day, 9 in the morning still, nobody in the Jones family cared about going to the dining table for Breakfast. Probably it would have been the first time that Maya didn't get up from the bed with the fear of her parents shouting at her for sleeping till late. But, she wasn't sleeping. Last night was a dark storm in her life. Her parents whom she loved with all her heart betrayed her and sold her for a mere business deal to an unknown person. Even though they keep on shouting at her , scolding her for every little thing even if it's not her mistake , she never hated them . She never disrespected her parents . She always masked their anger with their love.

But , yesterday her world crashed. Her dreams broke. Her aspirations about her love life died. Along with all these a part of her died too.

Yesterday night after her father told or rather ordered her to marry a random guy, she refused. She said No. But, they neither did they listened her anytime in the past nor did they listened yesterday. They made her count the things they did for her. From giving birth to her till her education , they made her count them all. For the first time in life, she felt like a burden in her own house. Only she knows, how she controlled herself and her anxiety infront of them.

When her condition started to worsen , she quickly signed the pre-nuptial papers without even reading them and went to her room. That time she faced her worst anxiety attack ever . Her hands as well as her whole body trembled as if she's a robot and set on a vibration mode. Her body started shivering. She almost started losing her breath .

Somehow she managed to get her medicines and consumed a double dose. She then started a soothing music and hoped in a cold shower. God knows after how much time she was able to breathe properly. She cried and cried untill she lost her consciousness. That night her pillow would have been soaking wet due to her tears.

Maya's pov:

Guess I didn't close the curtains yesterday also. The sunlight has entered my room as if, my room is its personal property. I could hear the chirping of birds through the window. I slowly got up and looked at my mobile . Whatttt !!!! Its 9 .14 in the morning. How could I not get up ? Why didn't Mom and Dad didn't come shouting at me for sleeping till this late?

As soon as I thought about Mom and Dad , my mind replayed all the memories of yesterday night. Then I got it, why didn't they wake me up.

My thoughts were disturbed by the ringtone of my phone. It was Daisy❤️

The one and only one, who I think is my soulmate. She's my best friend. She's a Therapist working at a great hospital here itself in New York. That was her dream to help people with mental health issues. Somewhere, I was the reason she took it up as a career. We went together from kindergarten to high school and then we seperated as we took different career options. Still, she never left my side.

She is the only person who knows about my anxiety problems. I got my first anxiety attack infront of her and she couldn't see me suffering. So, she thought to help me by making it as her career and studying it professionally.

Today in a span of very less time, she became a renowned therapist and psychiatrist in New York and I'm so proud of her. She is the one who treats me for my anxiety. The phone went off after ringing for some time. Then it started to ring again. I know that I can't talk to her right now. She somehow comes to know through my voice that something is wrong.

I quickly sent her message " Can't talk right now Baby❤️ I'm busy with my parents and don't worry I'm fine . I'll see you in next 4 days for my session . Meet you there. Bye . Love ya ❤️"

I kept my mobile for charging and went for a shower. I took a bath and that's when I felt a bit relaxed. But , I know that this relaxation won't last long. I can't even imagine that tomorrow I'm going to get married to a random guy, I know nothing about. I have always dreamt of this beautiful wedding dress and an amazing gentleman, I'll be marrying with whom I would be immensely in love with. To the one who will shower me with roses and love. But , they say ' Not all dreams come true' and guess this was written in my destiny - A life with BLACK ROSES and thorns.

I sat in my balcony and looked at the pleasant weather . That light sunshine and cool breeze made me think of its beauty as some miracle. I felt a presence beside me. I turned only to find Mom standing beside me. I ignored her and resumed with my thoughts.

" Maya , Darling! I know your are not happy but, trust me it can come out as good to you. "

" Hmm"

" Trust me, it might written in your destiny to get married to a billionaire and live like a queen . To rule ." I mentally cringed at my Mom's words.

"Hmm"

" We are your parents Darling. We can never think bad for you. This is for your own good . You'll have the lifestyle most people can only dream about. Endless money , luxury items and what not. You'll have the privilege to be the Billionaire's wife. If he asks something in return of all these things, don't hesitate. That's his right over your body. You are getting what I am saying , right?"

" Ya sure, Mom. I am getting everything you want to say. I am getting the fact that you sold me for a mere amount of money . I am getting the fact that you are asking me allow that random guy who is marrying me forcefully to rape me, whenever he wants. I am also getting the fact that you want me to be a gold digger and use that person's hard earned money for myself. I am getting everything Mom. Everything."

" No Darling , you are taking it the wrong way . This is an arranged marriage. See, me and your father also had an arranged marriage. It worked , right?"

" For god's sake Mom, yours was an arranged marriage and mine is a 'FORCED MARRIAGE' . " I was fuming with anger and before I could say anything that I will regret later , I went from there to the park where I get peace.

Next Day:

Today was the day. They say every morning is special but this one wasn't. God knows what sins I have committed in my life, that I am getting such a big punishment of being my parents' child. They have always been this cold towards me. But, I've never hated them.

Thinking about all the things that took place in the last two days , I have been facing this difficulty to love them anymore. As a child of their own , they shouldn't have done this to me.

These are the same parents due to whom, I have been facing my most difficult anxiety attacks. These are the same parents due to whom, I have to give up my love on writing and do something else as my career.

Yes , I was always passionate about writing. I even told this to my parents but, they never approved of my choice . They thought that writing couldn't become a career and it wasn't a job that couldn't give me bread and butter. Still, I got over that and choose the career that they liked. Even after that they didn't allow me to earn my bread and butter.

There were times when, they hated my friends . Because of them, I lost many friends. This is all just because they thought that my friends were spoiling me. For god's sake, they were my friends not theirs. I have a right to choose my friends but, they didn't even give me that right.

My career was their choice . My friends were their choice . Nothing's there in this whole damn life, that I can do on my own. Sometimes , I feel that being their child is a punishment for me and all this is the damn reason of my anxiety.

Leaving my thoughts hanging on the door of my room, I took a last look at my room . This room has many memories . Though the happy moments for me were very less but still, I remember them. These are the same walls that have seen me laughing at my happiest and crying at my worst . Even sulking for the smallest things to being proud of myself for achieving my first project , this room has seen it all. I can't believe that I won't be able to cry, to laugh or to do anything in this room anymore.

It may seem like very childish or immature to others but, everything in this room be it the walls, be it the furniture, be it my bed or be it the windows, the curtains everything was my life . I never had any life outside this room, just because my parents didn't allow. Therefore, I am very much attached to this room and it's really heartbreaking to leave. I don't feel anything for this house or for my parents, after what they have done. Does this make me a bad child? Even if it does, I Don't Care.

Leaving my thoughts , I exited my room. My dad and my mum were sitting in the living room on the couch waiting for me . As soon as they saw me, they got up from the couch, came near me and the moment they were going to say something, I opened my mouth and said , "Let's go ! We are getting late." I kept my emotionless face and took my small bag which consisted of my few clothes , my some books and most important my medicines and went and sat in the car.

After sometime, Dad came and sat on the driving seat and started off the car. I wanted to ask him why didn't mum come but, chose to do instead. After sometime, we arrived at the court where the procedures were going to take place. Saying 'The Procedures ' makes me think of how long would it be? But I know for sure, that we just have to sign some documents and it's done. Then, I will no longer be Jones . I will be Adams.

We went straight to the room where the procedure was going to take place.

One person was sitting on a chair at a higher place while two people were standing. Seemed like they were waiting for someone. As soon as we approached them , the one among those two greeted my dad and the other one said , " let's get going ". I don't even know who among those is going to be my husband . But, seeing the authority of the second one , I feel like he is the one .

When the person sitting on a chair told everyone to gather at the front , I came to my senses. He submitted the documents and the second person as expected came forward to sign. He signed the documents . Then, I was asked to sign. I signed them thinking that I'm not just signing a document but it was a bond that bounded me to a LOVELESS FORCED MARRIAGE .

My life was going to change. Everything was going to change. Nothing would be the same, as it was till yesterday or till today morning.

As soon as the procedure was over , everyone exited the room . We 4 people gathered outside the court. I stood there , mentally and emotionally crying over my fate. My Dad and "My Husband" were talking . As far as I can understand , my Dad was thanking him for marrying me and helping him with the money. I stood there seeing these two very wicked people, celebrating my forced marriage . I didn't even want to see any of their faces but having no other option I was silently standing there.

Lastly, my dad told him to take care of his princess. I shouted mentally that where was his princes when he sold me . But I couldn't do anything about it now so I let that thing go.

Then , Mr. Adams told me to sit in his car and then the reality hit me, that I am moving into his house as his wife . Even though, I knew it from the start that I will live with him but seeing it happening in real made me tremble with fear but pushing my fear aside I hoped in his car and then he came and sat beside me . As far as I can guess , the other person was his secretary who was sitting at a passenger sit in the front and there was a driver who was driving the car . The car started and we moved towards his house.