Deepins

You came from a wealthy family. It was common for your parents to choose your future partner in advance. That's how you married Vanya. He didn't want to get married, but his parents threatened to take away his business and leave him penniless.

He was cold and gloomy. But his body was perfect, he was tall and wide. You sometimes saw him doing push-ups. You stared at him at such moments, because he was shirtless.

You started falling in love with your fictitious husband. You and Vanya found common ground, but you didn't communicate very often. You tried to help him, support him, and so on, but it seemed he didn't care.
You weren't upset and continued to be there.

One day you came home after shopping. Accidentally hearing your name from his room, you pressed yourself against the door. He was talking on the phone:

Why should I like a spoiled girl who dresses like a clown and spends almost all her time shopping? And then she posts selfies on social media. Business requires sacrifice, nothing more. If it weren't for my parents and their threats, I would have left her long ago.

You stand and look at the floor. So, all of this irritated him? My chest tightened with resentment and disappointment.