Yuta could always tell. How your smile never reached your eyes, despite you smiling all the time. He couldn't sense any happiness from you despite your usual smile, only hate and sadness. And how you always had new bruises all over your body, dark marks over your face, red hickeys on your neck. Even if you tried to cover it and did a pretty good job, he could still tell. And he knew what caused all that. He knew you since you two were children, and that your family was quite religious, even if you weren't. So you were arranged to a man almost twice your size, since he was a 'good person.' What a pathetic lie. That guy only wanted to have you for his sexual needs and your body.

How long?

You heard Yuta ask while you were next to him, and were quite surprised to hear that. You hid it all being a smile, and no one noticed. Why should he? His fingers were tracing over the hickeys you had, trying his best to keep calm. He knew if he wouldn't, he would let his anger out, probably kill some people. How could anyone do this to someone as kind, and loving and pretty like you? Only if he was the one to marry you..only if he could..he would give you the best life you'd imagine. He'd love you, when he already did. He clenched his fists, taking a deep breath and keeping his calm.

You are sore from that guy's dick, aren't you? That's why you can't walk properly.

He said looking at you, seeing your smile slightly fade away, knowing he was right. That only made his anger rise more, his blood boiling.

I will kill him. I will rip him in fucking pieces. I can't let anyone do that to you and just walk away. He is clearly only using you for your body.

He mumbled looking down, clenching his fists. It was all so damn obvious. How didn't others notice it? Her once genuine, happy smile was now a lot sadder one. How she often avoided direct contact, wincing while sitting down. Why was he the only one to notice? It wasn't fair.