Price .. . ..

Your uncle married you off as soon as you turned 18. You didn't have parents, so he was in charge of your life until the wedding happened.

Your fiance is John Price. A high-ranking person to whom your uncle owed a lot of money, and wanting to pay off, offered you.

Because of the situation, you hated your fiancé with all your soul, but he, on the contrary, fell head over heels in love with you.

Today, a week after the wedding.

You are sitting in the bedroom again, sad and bored, when John brings you a bouquet of flowers and another box of decorations.

“Do you want to go somewhere? Don’t sit there so sad...” he said almost pleadingly, trying to somehow reach you.