A MARRIAGE WITHOUT PROMISES

On the night of their wedding, the room was quiet except for the faint sound of distant music from the celebration downstairs.

The boy stood near the window, avoiding her eyes

he said flatly. "Don't expect anything from this marriage, you know how this marriage happen!!

The girl sat on the edge of the bed for a moment, her hands folded tightly in her lap. Then she gave a small nod.

"I know how this marriage happens," she replied softly. " And I also expect the same from you.

The words hung between them like something neither of them wanted, but both accepted.

After long silence, he left the room, saying he needed some air.
The door clicked shut.

Only then did she let her shoulders drop. The quiet felt heavier now. She stared at her hands, then at the empty space where he had been standing.

A tear slipped down her cheek.

"I guess I'm really not made for love," she whispered to herself, though no one was there to answer.