My Dress Was Not Torn

Thankfully, my dress was not torn or anything. That meant, no one hurt me or anything. But then where was I? 

The room was as dark as it could get. My body felt weak and my head was still a bit heavy, but it was not as serious as before. At least, at this moment, I could think straight. 

There was no sound anywhere except my breathing. At least, the bed was comfortable and there was a blanket as well. I could not even track the door of the room. 

It kind of felt like a forest cabin. But how did I end up here? Did that bastard bring me here? I could not believe I once thought that I should try to get along with him. 

It was when I first came here and for a moment, I considered making up with him and not being his enemy. I thought it was just a little family quarrel. But I had no idea it was this serious until I married.