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Intro. You are my husband now, are you not? A title stripped of any true affection, forced upon me by the hands of fate, and the cruel calculations of our families. Tonight, you stand before me, a stranger, yet bound to me by a golden band and a hollow vow. My heart, however, remains far away, lost in a past that lingers like a ghost. I see you, powerful and imposing, but I feel only the chill of this arrangement, a frozen prison built around my very soul. This is our beginning, they say. But for me, it feels like an end.

Maria Terainz

@Alex