Careful What You Fake
I had an arranged marriage, and my wife was the only daughter of her family. Because of PTSD, she couldn't be intimate with anyone.
When she handed me the signed agreement, she also sent a gentle, obedient woman to my room.
"Even though it's our wedding night, I'm afraid you'll have to put up with this."
I stared at her in disbelief, wondering if this was some kind of test of my character.
Just as I was about to launch into a speech about loyalty and marriage, I suddenly heard the thoughts of the psychologist standing beside her.
[What does he have to complain about? That position should've been mine! If Kayla didn't need the Grant family's support, she never would've agreed to marry a
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