Tricia's POV

I stayed in the room patiently as instructed by my supposed husband. I heard all Cherry said about him and prayed that he would be nice to me and not give in to their demands.

Soon, I drifted off and slept, but my sleep wasn't as sweet as I wanted, it was interrupted by a knock on my door. I got up with the determination to talk back to whoever was at my door. By this, I would get to know if they fear my husband.

Opening the door with my mouth open to shout at whoever it was, ...