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"What? You and Phil Salvatore were already married?!" Yves exclaimed when I told her about my marriage to Phil. She almost choked while drinking his juice.
"Raise your voice so that all the students in the canteen can hear you." I slapped her shoulder.
"But don't you hate him? Why did you suddenly change your mind and marry him?" she asked, her face still in disbelief.
"Dad and Mom were forcing me to marry an old man. I had no choice but to accept Phil's offer. It's better to marry him than that dirty old man," I replied before taking a sip of juice from my glass. We were in the canteen now because it was our free time.
"Well, you're right. Even I would have chosen that too," said Yves. Her expression suddenly changed, and she teased her. "So, how was your first night with you
