365 Days With My Fake Husband
Everytime she closed her eyes, she imagined her mother's voice, the bills piling up, and Romeo's voice saying, "Then we begin tommorow.
Tomorrow was now today.
At exactly 8am, a knock came at the door. She
opened it to find a tall man man in a blacksuit- no expression, no greeting. He handed her a sealed black envelope and walked away without a word.
She stared at the evelope like it might explode.
Inside was the contract.
Temporary Matrimony Agreement- twelve pages of precise, cold languages. Her name was printed on every page, binding her to a world she didn't belong in.
"Marriage shall last exactly 365 days."
"No physical intimacy unless both parties agree"
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