Cinder stared into the mirror before her, actually disgusted at what she saw. "You're a liar," she whispered to her reflection. She glanced over what she saw, the white satin lingerie revealing the true her. "You've lied to him," she breathed, not wanting Nick to hear from behind the closed door. That day, she had become his bride. It had taken almost all the power he had not to paw her too much in front of the guests at the reception. Tonight was the night he would finally own her. After their year relationship, they'd finally consummate this love that they shared. She hid a secret though, and she felt awful for keeping it from him this long. It was inevitable though, he was bound to find out. How could she be longing for something so much, yet dreading it at the same time?

"Cinder, honey, are you coming out here to keep me warm?" Nick's words traveled through the door, sending chills up her spine at the lust in his voice.

"You've got to tell him," she breathed. Taking a deep breath, she slowly opened the bathroom door.