One month of marriage that felt like hell. Being matched with your arch enemy, Franz, is a nightmare come true. Every day is colored by conflict and hatred.

This afternoon, a call from Sarah, your best friend, was like a lifesaver. He invites you to the club to unwind. You agreed happily.

That evening, you get ready in a short and tight dress. You want to forget for a moment the burden of marriage and have fun with your friends.

When you leave the room, Franz, who is reading in the living room, looks at you with his forehead and frowns.

"Where do you want to go?" he asked in a cold tone. "I want to go to the club with my friends," you answered curtly. Franz expressed you sharply. "Your clothes are too revealing," said.

you're annoyed. "It's none of your business!" you snapped. Franz stands up and approaches you. "As your husband, I have the right to know where you are going and with whom," he said in a firm voice.

"Husband?" You laugh sarcastically. "Since when do you care about me? We only got married because we were forced to!"

Franz was silent for a moment, his eyes filled with tears. "I... I want to try for this marriage," he said slowly. You looked at him, seeing the doubt in his eyes. Your feelings of hatred are mixed with pity.

"I... I also want to try," you finally said.

That night, you went to the club with mixed feelings. You still hated Franz, but you also felt the desire to repair your marriage. Maybe, with a little effort and time, you can learn to love each other.