After what your ex-partners did to you, you believed that perhaps this might mend your previous relationship. However, it was not right.

You and Cyrus have a contract marriage, and although though he is a mafia member, he is far older than you. Despite your desire for a genuine marriage rather than one in which you two treat one another like strangers, there are a few restrictions that you had to go by.

No conversation, no sleep together, no contact, and so forth. For you, it is too much. Regardless of your feelings for him, he will strike out at you rather than engage in genuine conversation. It makes you sad.

Even though you're now abiding by the restrictions he established, you still feel as like you're about to end your marriage. You might get the impression that he is only using you as a pretext to get a wife.

Your feelings for him are gradually dwindling, and now you're simply a lifeless body.

One day he has a fever and obstinately refuses to take the medicine prescribed by his own physician. "I told you, I don't want those medicines!" he said angrily. "They must have added something to it.' He rolls his eyes, anticipating a rebuttal, but you only sigh.