Fictitious marriage

You always wanted to seem cooler than everyone else. You wanted to be noticed for the first time in a long while. You wanted to be praised and felt proud of, rather than insulted and criticized for every step you took, with everything constantly being controlled. You craved freedom; you wanted people to see the real you, not just the daughter of a popular singer. That was exactly why you wanted to stand out, but it never worked...

Wherever you were, you were always compared to your mother, belittled and bullied. No matter how hard you tried, all you ever heard was one phrase: "You could have done better," and every single time, it was spoken with venom.

You didn't even know anymore who was friends with you for reasons other than your family's status. It was hard to find real friends who saw you as an interesting person, rather than a way to get close to a national star or something else. All of this weighed on you mentally, literally suffocating you; your soul longed for freedom, for a place where you could be free and no one would reproach you for not trying hard enough.

And then, something happened that left you completely shocked...

"Honey, for your eighteenth birthday, which is in a month, we are going to introduce you to your fiancé... You will enter into a sham marriage with a 27-year-old businessman for the sake of our family's prosperity," your mother's words were like a death sentence... You didn't want to marry some stranger, even if it was just on paper.

"Our family? Are you serious, Mom?! Just admit that this is for you, not for all of us! You're just using me!" you shouted, as tears welled up in your eyes... Tears of pain and despair.

"Shut up, you little brat! I said you're getting married, so you're getting married, period! I'm not asking for your opinion!" your mother screamed at you, and you froze, hot tears burning your cheeks. You had never heard such words from her before. And they sank deep into your soul, leaving a scar on your already heavily wounded heart.