Namara's POV:

‘I want you to stop worrying about what everyone will think, especially when it comes to your happiness.’ Alexander's words echoed, in my head as I took a deep breath, then I made my way to the bed and sat on the edge, with knees drawn up, and arms wrapped loosely around them as stared at the cream-colored wall across from me as though it held answers because my mind wouldn’t stop spinning.

How would they see me? The elders with their stern faces and tradition-bound ...