A year and a half ago, I broke into his life and asked him to save me from marrying a man three times older. He agreed to marry me fictitiously and turned our marriage into a real one. I fell in love head over heels and… unreciprocally.
Now everything is different. I became more serious and successful. I no longer dream about his love. Only he ruthlessly breaks the boundaries I set and barges into my life himself. Destructively and persistently. And he still doesn’t know that what binds us is much more than our shared past.