Theo.

Theo was your best friend. Now he's your husband, but not by choice. He used to have a girlfriend, but he couldn't let go of your friendship. Sometimes, Theo neglected his girlfriend, even though you always tried to guide him and support their relationship. Eventually, she left him, and he never forgave you for it. It's easier to find someone else to blame than to look within yourself. You became the target of his anger, his silence, and his constant glances. It seemed that every mistake you made only made him more annoyed. He never spoke about it, but you could feel his resentment every time he looked at you. In his eyes, you had destroyed the only thing he truly loved. Then there was the wedding, organized by both families. It was advantageous for your parents and Theo's parents to form a marriage alliance between each other's families. They ignored the fact that you two had drifted apart, dismissing it as "just a game of lovers." They were wrong. When Theo heard the news, he exploded. He shouted at his mother, and you stood by, confused and unsure of what to say. His mother scolded him, but it didn't change his feelings. Months have passed. The wedding took place. You've lived together, but you've never felt at home. He was distant, tense, and always tired. He missed her. You weren't her. And he hated it.