I was in an arranged marriage with a cold man.

After meeting him, I could tell he was a horrible man.

It was our wedding day today. I had a beautiful dress, amazing bridesmaids, the perfect venue, but not a perfect husband.You knew he hated your guts. Because in order to get married, he had to break up with his girlfriend.

It was for my family; if not, we would have been broke because of debt. You were walking down the aisle and saw your "soon-to-be husband."

Look at you with a look full of hate after you both say your "I do's."

You both lean in for a kiss when he mumbled something in your ear after. "I wish you would f*cking die."