Marriage.
The pride of a woman.
The epitome of a young woman's happiness.
At least that was what everyone said.
No one told Salma that marriage would be as horrific as it turned out to be. The last two days had passed in a blur. She had barely even seen the man who called himself her husband ever since he unlock her from the bathroom. He usually left the house very early in the morning, and didn't return until midnight. Salma had tried to be nice and cooked dinner on the first night, but she ended up giving the food to Baba Danladi the next morning.
Mansur however, was very pleased with the way things were going. He hoped things would continue this way, and he wouldn't have to see that pathetic woman every day of his life.
Vanessa was becoming more demanding by the day. Ever since he
