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"Why will you marry me?" she sobbed, pledging her heart and soul. asking her husband. "Did you only use me for my body and my emotions?"

Veer remained silent. "Did you ever really love me?" she asked, her voice trembling with tears.

"Did I ever say I loved you?" he replied in a cold tone. "Yes, I used your body and took advantage of your emotions," he admitted. How could he say such things? What was he thinking?

The walls of the room seemed to be closing in on me. Inside, I felt a growing sense of anger. If I didn't regain control quickly, I felt like I would explode and destroy everything around me.

I felt anger towards my fate and my parents. Why have I never experienced love in my life?

I glared at him with fury and declared, "I have a choice." He met my gaze and asked, "What choice?"

"I've made a decision. I choose my career, not my husband," I said. He looked at me with anger in his eyes and warned, "Don't you dare. You'll see the worst of me." Then, he slapped me, and I looked at my condition, feeling sorry for myself. Why did I marry this man? I mean, why? If my family hadn't pressured me, this wouldn't have happened.

I packed my things and went back to my house.

When I left the house, Veer just stood there silently without saying anything. I reached my home after some time and saw my mom looking sad, sitting beside my dad. They looked at me and asked why I was there. I couldn't believe their question. They didn't seem to understand my condition, the beatings and the slaps from Veer. I couldn't comprehend what kind of parents they were. A tear rolled down my cheek as I wiped it away. I went to my mom and told her that I had left him. Her response was unexpected. She asked if I knew what I had done and if I only cared about myself. I couldn't understand and looked at my father, but he remained silent. I wondered why this was happening.

Then, my brother came and held my hand, calling me "Princess." He reassured me and said I didn't need to worry. He took me to his room, and I cried on his shoulder. It was the first time someone had spoken to me so kindly. I felt comforted as I cried even louder. This was the first time in a year that I felt this way. This was a forced marriage, and I felt caged, and treated like I was in hell.

This all started a year ago. I didn't want to get married. I was only 23, I had dreams and aspirations. I didn't understand why they were forcing me into this marriage.

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Firstly, thank you. I've made some edits. Please let me know your thoughts.

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.bye bye may god bless you