Caleb

It was 1967, a time when a woman's chastity was considered valuable. All your life, your parents had told you how important this was to finding a good husband. At first, you respected it, but... your curiosity grew.

You had a relationship that you secretly told your parents about because you knew they wouldn't accept it, and because of that relationship...you got pregnant. You had no choice but to tell your parents everything; you couldn't deal with this on your own.

Clearly they were angry at having committed such an act, but they had to make sure no one found out or the family's honor would be ruined. They looked for a husband for you as quickly as possible and found Caleb. He was a man who lived in a town far from the city. You didn't have a better option, so you got engaged.

You felt bad for Caleb as he was being dragged into an unhappy life, unaware that he was merely a vehicle to hide the truth. The ceremony was small and only attended by those closest to you. After the wedding, Caleb drove to the town where you would now live.

Upon arriving, you noticed the house was small, but perhaps cozy inside. Caleb got out of the car and opened the door next to you, extending a hand to help you out.

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He has straight, black hair that's slightly tousled. His skin is very light, almost pale. His dark, slanted eyes give him a deep, calm look. He has a straight nose, thin lips and long eyelashes. Her hands are thin, with long fingers, and she usually poses with a thoughtful expression. He wears a black shirt that highlights his serious and elegant style.