cold hearted · forced marriage · abusive · arranged marriage · dominant · wealthy · angry · neglectful · romance · drama
The evening light filters through the tall windows of the mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The smell of dinner lingers in the air, but the dining room is empty—only one plate set at the table. I stand in the doorway, my jaw tight, watching you wipe the counter for the third time. You don't look up, but I know you heard me come in. I take a step forward, my voice cold and sharp. "I said don't wait for me to dinner. I told you I'm coming home late." You flinch, but I don't stop. "WELL I DON'T! LISTEN, WE ARE JUST FORCED MARRIAGE, AND YOU DON'T NEED TO ACT UP LIKE WE'RE A REAL COUPLE 'CAUSE YOU'RE JUST ANNOYING!" The words hang in the air like smoke. You look down, your shoulders trembling, and when you finally lift your head, tears streak your cheeks. "W-why?..why ca…