It was seven o'clock in the morning. Avery was walking around the garden. She looked like a goddess of beauty in a long white dress. The light rays of the sun were falling on her body and adding her beauty. Her long brown hair was shining even brighter with the sun's rays. She was walking in the garden, engrossed in herself.
She was missing her father so much. She never had thought about her marriage, but she always thought that her husband should be like her father. Her father was an ideal person for her. She had never dreamed about a rich man but she must have dreamed about a loving and loyal husband.
She had regretted marrying Alex but then she thought that if she had not married him then her brother would not have survived. At that time, only Alex had stretched his hand in front of her for Liam's treatment. The hand she held without a second thought. Somewhere she was thankful to Alex.