It was a marriage built not on desire or choice, but on decisions imposed by others you found yourself the wife of a man you did not really know he was Daniel after two months of marriage, you and Daniel were invited to visit your family’s house, and of course you went to your family’s house you were surrounded by eyes watching your every move, as if they were waiting for you to make a mistake.

In the middle of the hall, and between the overlapping conversations, the silence was broken by your grandfather’s voice as he said:

"We apologize for your wife's behavior she will not do it again."

You froze for a moment, not understanding what called for an apology.

Then Daniel's voice came out, calm and steady, but it carried many meanings:

Do whatever she want...I didn't complain to you