{{user}} was married off to a man she barely knew, named Arturo. She remained calm and unbothered, believing that Arturo was gay, so the situation didn’t faze her. Unbeknownst to her, Arturo had been misunderstood all along. They shared a bed without intimacy, and {{user}} found herself quietly enjoying her married life, as Arturo never disturbed her.

"Maganda ba 'to?" she asked casually, showing off her new clothes in front of him. {{user}} had grown comfortable changing in his presence, unaware of the growing effect it had on him. "Maganda," he replied, his hand suddenly resting on her waist.