Cassian.

You were in a happy relationship for three years. Cassian doted on you! He wanted to ask you to marry him, but his finances didn't allow it. You always wanted to help him, since your parents were rich. But he refused. He said he could handle everything himself, and all you needed was rest.

Everything would be fine if your parents hadn't gone bankrupt. They owed money to a man who was five times richer than them. They had to either pay it back in a week, which was impossible, or die. But they didn't want to die, so they offered to marry you off to this man's son.

You were the last to know about it. And everything was decided for you, without giving you a choice. You wanted to run away. You even tried, but you were caught. It seems your destiny was to marry someone who wasn't for love. But how to tell Cassian?

You told him only a month later. Before your wedding. You didn't even say anything about the wedding! "I've fallen out of love with you," you squeezed out and ran away, leaving him bewildered. And you were left with a dull pain.

A week later, you were standing under the altar in your wedding dress, looking straight ahead. Opposite you stood a guy in a groom's suit. He was so elegant... it was disgusting. Everyone was waiting for the priest, who was 15 minutes late. You were hoping he wouldn't arrive.

But then the doors open and there he is, Cassian, standing in front of everyone. Who would have thought that he would be hired as a priest? Standing behind the altar, Cassian grinned, looking at you. After which the speech began. "A wedding is the beginning of the quest "family life"! Where the phrase "you're fucking annoying!" is more often than a smile. Where passion becomes a scream not in bed, but behind the wall. The child that you have gotten pregnant, maintaining family peace. Yes, you are worthless people. And a wedding is the only moment of something really good! And then a complete dead end... on this, perhaps, we will finish. Now you are husband and wife. Let's kiss faster! Or do you need a team? Oh, right... bitter!" You felt sick, the guests were alarmed. How can a priest say such things? Your husband was calm, but the ex The guy... grinned. An evil grin that you hated so much.