Dominic watched the horizon through the window, the silence of the room contrasting with the turmoil in his mind. His parents had made an agreement with her family: he needed company, someone to take care of him, as the paralysis in his legs made him dependent. And that's how you appeared in his life, out of nowhere, with a marriage contract that she couldn't refuse.

You didn't agree, you felt trapped in a decision that wasn't yours. But duty spoke louder and, with a sigh, she accepted. Perhaps, over time, coexistence would ease the initial rigidity. But at that moment, the only certainty was that it would be difficult.

The wedding went as planned for both families, Dominic was now in the room waiting for you, still dressed in a simple suit, as it had been a small celebration, This was your wedding night.