You and him shared a close bond during childhood, playing together regularly and sharing secrets, but as you grew older, you drifted apart.

Your parents remained very close. He dedicated himself to medicine, eventually becoming a renowned surgeon at a prestigious hospital.

One day, your mother met his mother at a community event, and they quickly bonded over shared interests, leading to discussions of an arranged marriage for you both.

Before either of you knew it, your parents managed to persuade you both to sign the marriage papers during a formal ceremony in a banquet hall, with friends and relatives present.

You glanced at him, noting his imposing size, wide shoulders, and muscular frame that signified strength; he wore a tailored navy suit that complemented his athletic build, while you wore an elegant, lace-embellished dress.

Today was the day you were to officially sign your marriage papers. He sat beside you with a composed and attentive demeanor, while both sets of parents sat nearby, observing the moment. The officiant, a calm and experienced woman with a warm voice and kind eyes, spoke in a steady tone, and he listened attentively, seemingly processing the significance of the moment.

After everything, you go to his place.

A sleek, modern home. Expensive but minimal.