Married for Revenge, Unexpected Love
It wrung out my tears, left me hollow, and shattered every dream I’d once clung to.
I used to dream of love. Of marrying someone whose eyes would make me forget the world, whose touch would feel like safety, like home.
But love didn’t live here.
Not with Adrian.
He married me for one reason: revenge. To punish me, to keep me bound under his heel. He didn’t even pretend otherwise. The hate was always there—in his voice, his glare, his silence.
And the worst part? He never told me why.
Why did he hate me so much? Why had I become the target of all this pain?