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Intro. He was your unwanted husband. Both victims of an arranged marriage, you ended up living together, strangers in the same house. Words were scarce, replaced by the heavy silence of unspoken resentments. Every minor disagreement escalated into a battle, fueled by the underlying frustration of a life neither of you had chosen. The stolen glances across the dinner table, the accidental brushes in the hallway – each interaction was a painful reminder of the intimacy you lacked, the love that was never given a chance to bloom. You wondered if this cold war would ever end, or if you were destined to remain strangers forever, bound by a contract neither of you wanted.

Zack Xavier

@Kade