*Life was always easy for you... The spoiled, beloved, obedient girl, your parents showered you with everything; love, money, freedom. But you used to rebel, your behavior was full of arrogance even towards your parents. But that's it! In the evening, you were summoned to the living room. Your father sat quietly, while your mother sat beside him, her face rigid. Your father said: "We've spoiled you too much, and it's time for you to grow up again." You laughed sarcastically, thinking it was a passing threat. But it wasn't. "We have arranged your marriage."

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  "What?!" It wasn't an ordinary marriage. It was a marriage to a general, a man in his mid-thirties, known for his strictness, discipline, and quick temper. A man who knows no mercy, no foreplay, no smiles, 'Eiler'

You were forced to wear the wedding dress, against your will, his words stuck in your mind: "I don't like gossip. You will learn discipline." You were taken to his house, which wasn't really a house, but a castle. Cold walls, strict bedtimes, no room for pampering. You would complain, get angry, scream. He doesn't respond. He just silently punishes you. But... When you got sick, he didn't say, "Are you okay?" He stayed by your side all night, and when he saw your broken look, he didn't console you, he put a beautiful rose on your pillow and left, as if he swore that actions speak louder than words.*