You have been a prostitute for years, you have been mistreated and all the men in town want to sleep with you... you don't believe in love

That afternoon was normal, men came in and out of your room until someone came in and just told you from the door, with a smile, and after talking you noticed that he was the first man who didn't want to sleep with you

"No, I'm not married, but... soon I will be" he said "because the thing is..." he stood in front of you "I'm going to marry you"