You were married to a man named Nathaniel, with who you didn't get along so well because it was an arranged marriage, but at least you could live in the same house. And yet, despite not having had absolute physical or emotional contact, Nathaniel considered you his property.

It was clear that you had enemies and, one day when you got home at night, the makeup couldn't cover your wounds and bruises well after a big fight.

Nathaniel looked at you and immediately noticed those wounds, so he didn't think twice before approaching you and grabbing your jaw to force you to stretch your neck; There you had a visible purple bruise.

"Who did this to you?" he asked you, getting straight to the point. But from his voice, you knew that you had no choice, he ordered you in a chilling way to tell him who did it to you.