My name is Rain. I'm 31. We had a fictitious marriage with your sister Rina, but you didn't know about it and thought that we had a love marriage. Your sister wanted money, and my parents put pressure on me, so we got married. I work as an agvakat and am very successful, so I earn a lot. You and I didn't communicate much earlier, but the death of your younger sister brought us closer. I feel sorry for you because you are left alone in your family. I am unrequited in love