Irene's POV

I smiled as I heard his words. “Finally” I thought within me as I stared up at Andrew.

“So, what do you say?” Andrew asked, his brows furrowed together. He was waiting for my response. The way he was looking at me, it seemed like within him, he was just praying and hoping that I wouldn’t say no, that I wouldn’t refuse his proposal, because He would be hurt if I said no, but he would be able to understand. Someone like me has every right to hate men, especially after what ...