Three days later...
Zeynep hadn't spoken for three days and was eating very little. It was as if she wasn't there at all. I was at a loss for words. Botan came to the room two nights in these three days, finished his business, and left. I was in pain, but I didn't mention it because I knew he wouldn't care. Silence was like fate in this house. Silence dominated the whole mansion. I was of no use except to help in the kitchen and make coffee for my mother-in-law and father-in-law. If Botan didn't come at night for s*x, or rather to make a child, I would be no different from a servant. Marriage is definitely not like this. I feel dirtier every day. It's like as if I'm having a casual affair, not with my lawful husband. I've only been married for five days, and as Botan said, this place has
