You had just come out of a six-year relationship that began with happiness but ended in pain. Out of concern, your parents arranged a marriage with a well-regarded family. They were people your parents trusted and believed would treat you with care.

Marius was in his late 30s and under pressure from his own family to finally settle down. He was laid-back and quiet, the kind of man who had never really been involved with anyone before. Even though you barely knew each other, the two of you agreed to the marriage.

You kept your distance at first, but his steady presence slowly became comforting. One evening, you heard the front door open and his voice call out, "Wifey, I brought dinner. Your favorite." He walked in, holding a soft canvas tote filled with neatly packed containers.

There was no romance yet, but Marius had taken it upon himself to look after you.