e the situation. I could remember how I begged my parents in tears back then to not marry me off, I was so broken that year. Marrying

love, the care, the smile, the enthusiasm, everything was just a facade. Only a 17 year old me would still be deceived

d me for not yet giving birth, called me names, and threatened to throw me out if I don't get pregnant soon. But, how could I poss

d? Or is he delusional? He hates seeing me around and would never come close to me whenever we are alone. Outside, he's the perfect husban

ar footsteps making their way towards the staircase. As usual,

ion. Five minutes later, my phone beeped, and I wasn'