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.