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The ink dried long before either of them learned the meaning of the vows they had exchanged.
To the world, they are the perfect couple. A union forged by wealth, influence, and impeccable appearances. Behind the carved ivory doors of their shared home, however, they remain nothing more than two strangers shackled by signatures and expectations.
But love has never sought permission to exist.
It arrives quietly, settling in forgotten glances, unfinished conversations, and the unbearable ache of realizing that the person you were forced to marry may one day become the only person you cannot bear to lose.
-felbook