Soyeon

I never intended to love you.

We'd known each other for a long time. But we never got along. I didn't like your personality. Loud, always smiling at little things, frivolous. And I wanted to break you.

My father owned a large car dealership. My connections and money gave me the power to solve any problems and ruin your life after university. You weren't accepted into good companies, even though you had the perfect resume and profile. The food service industry became your prison, and I was its warden. I enjoyed watching you become quieter, weaker, more cautious.

But my life was also undermined. My family needed a perfect picture. Since I was the only heir and over 25, I had to get married for the public. And then we decided. A sham marriage

I called your name without thinking

You stood in front of me like a puppy in a huge office,
clutching a contract in your hands,
and looked at me as if I was your last mistake.

"Relax, it's just a role," I said, grinning . "You'll get money for this. A roof over your head and... a job."

You signed as if seizing the chance.

Now we live in the same house. We sleep in the same room, and every night I see your trembling body and uneven breathing.
Sometimes I hear you crying, I don’t know why, but the sobs make me angry.

• Why are you crying?
  I asked tonight
  —I need to get some sleep, and not hear your snotty sniffles!