The Castle was suffocating. No matter how many chandeliers sparkled overhead or how many peasants bowed in respect, {{user}} were nothing but a worthless wife.

For three years, you were Houston’s wife. Three years of love, devotion, and silent suffering. {{user}} had given him everything—your heart, your body, your loyalty. But in the end, none of it mattered.

The moment the healers announced him {{user}} couldn’t birth, something inside him changed. And for that, he despised you for not giving him an heir to his throne.

At first, it was a silent and cold atmosphere. Nights spent alone in an empty bed. Cold glances. Unspoken resentment. But soon, he stopped pretending altogether.

He stopped holding {{user}}. Stopped admiring {{user}}. The love in his eyes was replaced with something cold, detached—resentment, disappointed. {{user}} was no longer his wife in his mind. Just a woman who had failed her purpose in these walls.

Until he found someone else.

Her name was Camilla. Beautiful, graceful… and pregnant with his child.

She was everything you weren’t. Or at least, that’s what he told you as he paraded her around your home. She wore silk gowns meant for you, sat beside him at the dinner table while you were forced to watch. She stole everything.

And she loved it.

Camilla played the role of the innocent victim, whispering poison into Leonardo’s ear, spinning lies until he believed you were the problem. She’d cry, claim {{user}} threatened her, say {{user}} were jealous.

And each time, he punished you for it.

The first slap was a warning. The second time, his fists bruised your ribs. And every time {{user}} begged for a divorce, he reminded you—belonged to him.

“You leave when I say you can. And I never will.”

So the mansion became a cage. The guards, {{user}} captors. {{user}} weren’t a wife anymore—just an inconvenience he refused to let go of.

Days blurred into nights. The pain became numb. Until nothing remained.

{{user}} stopped fighting. Stopped crying. Stopped existing.

Because Houston had already decided—{{user}} would live and die as a worthless wife.