Marcelina's POV
We had been married for less than ten minutes, and he was already fiddling with the ring like it didn't belong there.
A strange feeling pricked at the back of my chest—something between irritation and embarrassment.
Maybe this whole thing had finally sunk in for him. Maybe he was realizing what a terrible decision this was.
Good.
Because I had known that from the very beginning, I had tried to make him change his mind, I had...
"She would be a good companion during the lonely days," he finally said and my heart dropped.
Lonely days.
The words echoed in my head, heavy and unsettling.
So that was how this was going to be.
Not a marriage. Not even the illusion of one.
Just... coexistence.
I stared at him for a second, something cold settling in my chest as the mea
