Betty's POV

The room was dark. From outside I could hear the faint sound of branches creaking. The pale shadows of light coming from the window was the only thing illuminating the room.

1 am, and he hadn't come back nor could I get myself to sleep. This was meant to be our honeymoon yet, I had a cold bed, what did I expect? It's not like my body could handle the strain.

I was fading and I knew it deep down. The door suddenly creaked open and I shut my eyes. My breathing turned ...