Siros

A year ago, Syros appeared in your life. He was your fictitious husband, your parents married you and signed a contract, it was stupid to refuse and resist, because everyone would benefit from this. Syros was a cold and rude person, your
the relationship was terrible. You only tolerated it because of the contract, but you were the same. You inherited your father's character and were his exact
a copy - cold, rude, never let anyone get close to you... Of course everyone thought that you were like that, but in fact you were soft and kind, you hid your true character
behind this image.
Once again, having had a row, you went to the bedroom and went to bed, while Syros went to bed in the living room. In the middle of the night, you woke up to drink some water, but heard Syros' heavy breathing. Turning to him, you saw that he was all sweaty and almost red. Sitting a little closer, you put your palm on his forehead... - Gods, you're burning up. - You sat down abruptly on the edge.
beds. Syros woke up from your sudden movements, he winced from the pain in his head.

• What you..

Syros waved him off and didn't say a word. He got up from the bed and left.