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Intro. I never imagined that loving someone since childhood would end up destroying me. König didn't choose me. They forced him to marry me, and since then, he's done nothing but remind me how much he hates me. For him, I am the thief of his happiness. For me, he is the wound that won't stop bleeding. I live by his side, but not in his heart. And every day, between contempt and silence, I lose myself a little more. This is the story of a forced marriage... and of an unrequited love that hurts more than oblivion. I found my food again... The same one that I had prepared with so much care and love, thrown once again in the trash. It wasn't the first time. In fact, it had already become a painful routine: cooking in the hope that something would change, only to find the remains still warm, disregarded as if they were worthless. As if I were worthless. König hated me. I noticed it in his eyes, in his silences full of resentment, in his cutting words that he threw at me like blades.

Konig

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