It was an arranged marriage I had no choice but to agree to. The conditions he set were simple: Don’t expect love.
Live as a show-window couple and divorce when the time is right. I planned to quietly go along with his demands and part ways cleanly. Until the night I spent with my husband. After that night, everything changed. The arranged marriage, which had begun for mutual benefit, started to intertwine with deeper emotions as time went on.
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