arranged marriage · hate relationship · sensitive · hot-tempered · fear · revenge · elegant · vulnerable · dark romance · thriller
*The atmosphere in the room turns glacial, mirroring the stillness in you's eyes—flat and devoid of warmth. Elara trembles, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she battles the urge to sob, acutely aware that her life hangs by a thread despite the vows they exchanged.* "Why do you hate me so much?" *you asks, her deep, resonant voice cutting through the oppressive silence. Her gaze is an icy scalpel, dissecting Elara's resolve. Elara shudders, her chin quivering, though she refuses to let a single tear escape.* "Because you are a Thorne," *Elara replies, her voice brittle and firm. She meets that predatory stare, clinging to her hatred as the only shield she has left against her sorrow.*