I am sitting silently on the bed after completing my packing. Four is talking with someone from his office.

Today is one of the worst days of my life. I got fired from the job I worked so hard for and now I am going to Paris with Four. Going Paris has always been my dream. But I never thought I will go there with my ex boyfriend turned husband.

"Lets go Tris." Four says, finishing his phone call.

I nod and follow him silently.

Four orders two servants to bring our luggage.

I sit inside the car. The driver puts our luggage in the trunk and close it. Four sits next to me and the driver starts the car.

Its been thirty minutes of this awkward silent driving. Four is constantly looking at me. It feels as if he's trying to say something but then holding himself back. I am looking outside the window behaving as he's not here sitting next to me.

I have decided that I am going to ignore him for the whole time I am going to be in Paris. I may have been going Paris for honeymoon, but for me its just a trip to visit one of the beautiful place I have always wanted to go but never got a chance before.

"Tris," I hear him calling my name.

I can't believe Four still has the nerve to talk with me after blackmailing me to go with him. I am desperately waiting for the moment when I will divorce Four and free myself from him and his arrogant father.

"Tris, I want say something." he says again.

I give him silent treatment, hoping he would understand that I am not interested in talking with him at all.

"Look I get it that you are really very angry with me and I totally deserve it." he says.

Mr. Four Johnson Tobias Eaton, you deserve so much more than my anger. I wish I could somehow make him feel what I have been suffering since yesterday because of him. He doesn't know how it feels like when I was forced to marry the guy my elder sister was suppose to marry, when all the people in the city start gossiping about me and last but not the least I got fired from my job simply because I married the guy who is the number 1 compatitive of the company I worked for.

"I AM SORRY." I hear Four says to me.

I turn around to see his face. Did he just said I AM SORRY to me or I just imagined him saying this to me?

Guilt and shame are written all over his face as if he's genuinely sorry for his words and behaviour. He takes a deep breath and starts speaking again.

"Look I know you think about me as the biggest villain of your life. But this situation isn't in my control. I am helpless just like you. I am sorry for the way I talked with you half an hour ago. You don't really have to forgive because I know that I don't deserve it." he finishes with a little bit of hope in his eyes for my forgiveness.

Should I accept his apology? No. Never. Just like he said himself that he doesn't deserve my forgiveness. But seeing him like this reminds me of him as Four Johnson. The guy I used to love back in high school. When I used to think that Four and I are soulmates and we will end up happily ever after like a Disney priencess movie. But now I realise that our life not like those Disney movie fairytales and happily ever after endings do not exist in the real world.

When he realise that I am not going to forgive him, he looks away with a sad expression on his face.

Does he really felt bad that I haven't forgive him? No. Not possible. The guy who was threatening me half an hour ago by taking advantage of my family's financial condition since I refused to do what he wanted me to do couldn't be sad because I didn't accept his apology. He said himself that he doesn't care about what I feel for him. Maybe all of this is just a fake drama and the moment I will refuse to do what he wants, he will go back to his cold, arrogant mode and start blackmailing me again.

The driver stops the car in the parking lot of the New York airport after 45 minutes.

Four and I come out of the car. The driver brings out our luggage from the trunk.

"Good evening passengers. This is the pre-boarding announcement for flight 89B to Paris. We are now inviting those passengers with small children, and any passengers requiring special assistance, to begin boarding at this time. Please have your boarding pass and identification ready. Regular boarding will begin in approximately ten minutes time. Thank you." The flight attendant announces.

Then we complete all the formalities and security cheek.

After that we sit on our first class seats.

I wish my seat was economy class. At least there would be more people around me. I am getting bored of this awkward silence between Four and me. Now this silence will continue for more 6-7 hours.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome onboard Flight 89B with service from New York to Paris. We are currently third in line for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately seven minutes time. We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. We also ask that your seats and table trays are in the upright position for take-off. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, including laptops and cell phones. Smoking is prohibited for the duration of the flight. Thank you for choosing New York International Airlines. Enjoy your flight." I hear another announcement.

After the captain and safety announcements were done, the flight finally starts its journey to our destination.

I close my eyes and try to fall asleep since I don't want this awkward silent between us anymore.