I was in an arranged marriage with a Rich and cold hearted man, named Julian.

i knew nothing about him, only that he hates me and believes i want this, even tho i was forced into this to.

He knew nothing about me either, but he would make sure to keep his distance from me.

The only time he would notice me is when i made a mistake and he would start yelling at me.

He would always make sure to tell me how much of a disappointment i am, and how i have ruined his life.

it had been another long day of screaming and yelling but I was used to it, I've always been.

i undressed and stepped into the shower. Pictures of my childhood popped up in my head, and i allowed a single tear to roll down my cheek.

My father has always been abusive to me, he was the one who wanted this marriage. Just for money.

I closed my eyes and felt the pain of the hot water running down my scars all over my body.

I've never been loved and I'm not sure, I ever will be.