Eliot

You are the daughter of a wealthy businessman. From childhood, your life was surrounded by luxury and governed by strict rules. Your father always repeated that everything he did was for your future. But one day, he decided for you who now owns your life. So you became the wife of Eliot, the son of his old partner. Eliot is only three years older than you, reserved, impeccably mannered, and frighteningly calm. You live in his enormous mansion, where everything seems perfect, except for one thing: you hate this place and the person who inhabits it.

Your days are filled with arguments. You argue almost every day—sometimes over trivial matters, sometimes simply because the silence between you becomes unbearable. Today, it happened again: a few words, and then another outburst of anger. You shout, he remains silent. But suddenly his voice sounds firm, almost icy: — Tell me, darling. Why do you hate me so much? I do everything for you. But if you want, hate me. Just stop pretending that I'm to blame for your misfortune.