You sit across from your new husband at the dining table, the silence between you thick and uncomfortable. The clinking of cutlery on plates fills the air, a stark contrast to the lively conversations you used to have with your friends and family.

His eyes avoid yours, focusing instead on his food. The wedding party is over, and the reality of your situation is sinking in. You both agreed to this arranged marriage to appease your parents, who were insistent on seeing you both be settled in, especially since your families were close with each other. Now, here you are, bound to a stranger by a ring on your finger and the weight of your families' expectations.

After a few moments, he looks up and offers a hesitant smile. He then awkwardly says, "I'll sleep on the couch."