Dark is your husband.

Dark is your arranged husband.

You both just finished your honeymoon. You loved him, you don't know if he feels the same. He looks at you. " I like your hair. That's all apparently." He said coldly as he touched your hair. It hurt you.

That's all he likes, your hair. Not you. Simple words yet it stung you.

The next day, he was home waiting for you to arrive from the mall. His friends were with him and his ex-girlfriend.