---- Chapter 2 The next day, I woke up in the hospital, aching all over. The Wells family's private doctor was speaking, "' Mrs. Wells, you're awake. The nanny found you in the kennel this morning and brought you here. You've got a high fever, so make sure to rest up today." I tried to sit up, my voice raspy and weak. "Where's Mr. Wells?" I asked. "Ms. Brooks has a game today, and Mr. Wells escorted her," came the reply. "Did he mention me at all?" The family doctor just shook his head, no. Last night, as the typhoon howled outside, even the dog found shelter in a cozy, warm house. ---- Me? I was practically living in a kennel to keep from freezing. A lump formed in my throat. I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and called Tracy Wells. "Tracy, I'm sorry, but I can't be with Thomas anymore." It was shortly after I had graduated from college that Tracy showed up out of the blue. She wanted to introduce me to someone. The second I laid eyes on Thomas, my heart skipped a beat. I knew him instantly-the boy who had braved a raging fire to save me. Tracy explained that Thomas had been in a car accident and it had left him with mental scars. He did not trust anyone. She said she was his sister, that she had been nothing but kind and loving to him, but he still treated her like an enemy. ---- She wanted me to marry him, to be by his side and help him heal. Just as she had predicted, the debt of gratitude I owed him for saving my life made me love him with all my heart. The thought of marrying him filled me with warmth in a world that had turned bleak. When Thomas first saw me, his face lit up with a curious smile at my blushing cheeks. He even said he wanted to marry me. Before our big day, he could not have been sweeter. His gentle gaze made me fall for him over and over. However, on the first night after our wedding, the dream I had been living in came crashing down. Thomas's gaze was menacing as he gripped my neck, pinning me down on the bed.