SWNOVELS Chapter 11
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Chapter 11 — Betrothed—1
I'm laying back on my bed, all cried out, when I hear a knock at my door. I raise
my head and groan inwardly. What's next?
Before I can get up to answer it, the door creeks open a little. I sigh. No such
thing as privacy in the Mafia palace.
“Fay?”
My mouth drops open as I hear a voice that I recognize. I'm too shocked to
speak as I see him peek around the door, smiling shyly.
“Are you okay, Fay?”
Daniel. I just stare at him.
He grimaces and comes into the room, pressing the door shut behind him. Then
he leans back on it, staring at me, quirking his mouth into that sweet smile I used
to love.
I groan and lay my head back on my pillows. “Go away, Daniel. We can talk
about our engagement later.”
“Fay,” he says, and I can hear the apology in his voice. I hear him come closer to
the bed. “Come on, Fay,” he says. “It could be worse.”
I open my eyes and glare at him. “Are you serious, Daniel?”
He shrugs and again gives me that charming smile, sliding his
“Shh!” He puts a hand out towards me and looks anxiously at the door.
“Seriously, Fay, watch what you say. We can't talk about that sort of thing here.”
I glance at the closed door, confused. “Can they hear us in here?”
“My dad has ears everywhere,” he murmurs. He turns back to me. “Are you mad
at me?”
I sigh and sit up on the bed, feeling awkward. I never wanted to see Daniel ever
again, let alone have this weird conversation about why I didn’t want to be his
mafia bride just because our parents promised us to each other.
“Daniel, 'm not mad at you,” I say quietly. “It's just... I want to be married to
someone who loves me. Not to someone who is only marrying me because of
who my father is, and certainly not someone who —*
He gives me a worrying look and I sigh, watching my words.
“Someone who isn't attracted to me,” I finish.
He sits hesitantly next to me on the bed, reaching out an arm to put around my
shoulders. I shoot him a look, though, and he pulls his arm back.
“There could be good things about this, Fay,” he says quietly. “Not all marriages
work out anyway, and at least we know we like each other.”
I look up at him, aghast. Is he serious?
“Are you actually on board with this, Daniel? Don't you want to marry someone
you love?”
“I have to marry someone, Fay,” he says, shrugging, his voice defeated. “This is
not a world where what I want, personally, really matters. And with you, well. At
least I know we get along, like the same things.”
I huff a laugh at this.
“I mean, you were really upset when we broke up!” Daniel continues, trying to be
upbeat. “And I really am sorry about what happened in the coffee shop. But isn’t
it kind of weird that we found each other out there on our own anyway, and we
were engaged the whole time? It's kind of like...fate.”
“It's not fate, Daniel, it's fake,” I say, looking at him with all of my pain showing. I
can't help it — he was my first love, and he totally betrayed me, and now here he
is asking me to jump right back in?
“I don’t want a husband who is unfaithful to me,” I say,
spreading my hands out in emphasis. I lower my voice to a hiss. “And I don’t
want a husband who is into men, considering I'm a girl. Do you really want us to
be in a fake marriage for the rest of our lives? Just because it's what your dad
wants?”
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Chapter 11 — Betrothed-2
“Please, Fay,” Daniel says, his eyes skittering for the door. “I get that you're upset
I nod fervently at this.
“But seriously, that’s not something we can talk about there. Please,” he turns
worried eyes to me and I'm surprised to see true fear in his face. “You've got to
promise to keep it a secret.”
“Daniel,” I say, my heart going out to him. “Why is it such a big deal? It's the
twenty-first century — it's so backwards to think that way about sexual orientation
“You don’t understand,” he says, shaking his head and looking down at the floor.
“It's a different world here, Fay — that's why I spend so much time outside of it, at
school, in the bookshops and coffee shops.”
“This world, this family,” he says, “all their values are 100 years old, maybe more.
And tradition is everything, family is everything. If I don’t get married, don’t have
kids to carry on the family line...not only will they consider me a failure, but it will
cause massive chaos in the city as the other bosses try to grab what my dad has
built. What I will inherit, whether I want to or not.”
I study Daniel's perfect face, feeling for him. He's trapped and
he knows it
“Do you know what they do to people like me, Fay?” Daniel asks, turning to look
at me, agonized.
I shake my head no, not even wanting to imagine it.
“They beat the crap out of them,” he says, “make them denounce their sexuality,
who they are, and if they do it again, they...they mutilate them...”
He says quickly, shaking his head. “One of the other boss's sons. He shamed the
family and...” Daniel shakes his head, unable to finish.
“Why don’t you just leave, Daniel,” I say, horrified for him. “Why not just run?”
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His lips quirk at his little play on words. Mine do too.
“Daniel, this all sucks,” I say, and he laughs at my understatement. “But is the
solution really just to give them what they want? You know what your dad did to
me today — made me give up everything I love, say horrible things to my family
so that they'll let me go.”
Daniel looks at me, hopeless.
“Why give them what they want? Why don’t we both min?
He shakes his head, sighing. “You don't get it, Fay,” he says. “You can’t just
disappear anymore. Your in his world now, there’s no escape.”
“My mom did it,” I say quietly, realizing it myself for perhaps the first time. “She
ran from my father, stayed away.”
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Yeah,” Daniel says, looking me in the
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eye. “And even after she died, the
world came and found you, her
daughter, and pulled you back in even
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when it couldnt take her. Don't you
get it, Fay? Even if you got away, got
married, had kids, had the life you
wanted — my dad? Your dad? They
would find your kids, and pull them in.
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My stomach drops like a stone when I realize that he’s right. Even if my mother
did get out — here I was, right back in it.
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But still. I couldn't just give in. Maybe
Daniel has been more beat down
than me or maybe just more realistic
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— but this isn't the life I want. I have
to try. And in order to try, maybe this
means I have to go deeper into this
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And then, when I find a loophole. I'll run.
“Well, Daniel,” I say, taking his hand again and giving them a squeeze. “You may
have given in, but I'm not sure I have yet. All I ask is that when the time comes,
you don’t stop me from leaving.”
He looks at me, sadness etched on his face, and says nothing.