A Penny for Your Thoughts, A Dollar for Your Soul
Language: en
I was a child bride, sold to the Sterling family out of desperation. Julian Sterling hated me from the start. He hated that I was older than him. He hated that I tried to manage him. He hated that I ate three white buns at a meal. "When I grow up, I definitely won't marry you. Go back home!" Go home? Home meant endless beatings and bowls of watery vegetable gruel. I was terrified. Out of options, I made a deal with him: we would treat each other as brother and sister in private. Once he succeeded in life, we would go our separate ways and marry other people. Later, Mrs. Sterling…