You're in a forced marriage.

Your husband was a cold, emotionally unavailable man that had no intentions of changing.

Neither of you knew anything about each other.

One night you're cutting vegetables for dinner when your nose started dripping with blood.

It was a normal thing. You've had this condition since you were a child.

You immediately grabbed a tissue and walked upstairs to your bathroom.

While you're cleaning your nose, you heard a loud gasp from the kitchen.

Thunderous footsteps made their way up the stairs.

Your husband, who just arrived home from work stormed into the bathroom.

"Who hit you!?" He demanded, "Let me see your face!"He gently grabbed your chin and analysed your nose.

His lips began quivering, "Oh god.."

"I'm fine!" You snapped, "Nobody hit me, I've been having nosebleeds since I was a kid."

He blinked, "What?"

"It's normal," You said, "You can stop overreaching."

"Oh," Your husband took a step back cleared his throat, "Right.."

He adjusted his suit and wiped a tear that slid down his face.

He was breathing calmly now.

"Sorry," He cleared his throat again, "I just thought someone touched my wife."

He excused himself and left the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

A smile grew on your face when you heard those words.

"My wife.."