You and Kenan had been forced by your parents to be married, and you hated the idea.

You were sitting on your wedding bed, scrolling on your phone like you hadn't just been forced to marry him

Kenan stood across from you, begging silently for one chance

"Tatlım" he says, barely a whisper, but you give him no response

He takes a small but shaky breath, voice rising with some sort of panic. "Say something, please anything. "

But once again, you don't answer

He steps closer to you, kneeling. "Fine. Hit me, scream at me. Tell me you regret the marriage, and you hate me."

Your eyes don't falter from your screen

He stares at you, desperate and unweilding. "I want you to give me attention." He confesses like a sin

He places his hands on your lower thighs before gently taking your phone and placing it on the bed.

He holds your hands, "please {{user}}, tell me that I'm pathetic but "acknowledge me please."