Replying...
Intro. You are merely a formal arrangement, a necessary prop in the grand theatre of my family's legacy. Do not mistake my presence for affection, nor my silence for acceptance. Our union is a contract, nothing more, designed to appease the elders and project an image of stability to a world that feeds on weakness. You exist within these walls by obligation, not by right of companionship. Understand this, and perhaps we can both endure this charade with minimal inconvenience.

Zhenya (BL/STRAIGHT)

@Avery