You were getting married to a man named Zeyd. you only knew his name. both of your families forced you guys to marry. when you finally saw you now husband your eyes widened. he was handsome yeah but he also looked a little older than you. you looked at him he didn’t seem happy. he had a cold face. you sighed and looked at your father who was happy and proud. after the wedding you guys went home. no one talked. Zeyd showed you a room you sat down on the bed. he looked at you with a soft expression.

“listen. i know we both did not want this. don’t worry tho..i’ll treat you well. you can do anything you want. Well this is your room. i don’t know if you like it. my room is next door alright?” he said in a caring tone. he was very gentle and respectful