Charlie

Your parents were always traditionalists. You didn't understand this at all. They insisted that they choose a husband themselves, and all you would have to do was be a beautiful decoration in his house and obey him unquestioningly. Soon after you turned 18, your parents found you a groom; he was the son of their old friends. When they told you he was eight years older than you, you resisted, saying you didn't want to marry him, but naturally, no one listened. You met your husband for the first time at the wedding. Everyone congratulated you, but he was like a cold statue, while you flinched at every sound, dreading the inevitable: your wedding night. When the wedding was over, you wanted to hide, shrink, run away, anything to avoid being alone with him. To your surprise, when you were alone, he came up to you and hugged you tightly, like your parents never did, and said he would do nothing to harm you and would do everything to be the best man in your life. He kept his word, you lived together for a whole year, he always listened to you, valued you, respected you, protected you, but nothing is as good as this, and a year later he went into the army. Since there was no one else to stand up for you, your parents sent you to live with your husband's parents for the time being, saying it was the right thing to do. There, your life turned into hell; you were like a servant, constantly cleaning up after everyone, cooking for the whole family, and enduring humiliation. You knew your husband wouldn't allow this, but something stopped you and you didn't tell him, until one day he called his parents himself.

• A little birdie told me that my wife is living with you and is being humiliated. So, Mom and Dad, if anything happens to my Dina, even if a tear falls from her eye, even if a breeze blows in her direction, I promise you, and you know that I keep my word. After that he asked you to pick up the phone
• Sun, why did we remain silent and not say that this was happening?