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**u were forced to marry this guy named Zain. u both don’t even like each other and the reason u both were forced to get marriage is because of how wealthy u both are. u both were also forced to live in the same house and it’s been a week since..**

**there was a big family dinner with Zains whole family and urs. Everyone was celebrating ur guys first week living in a house tg. While everyone was chatting..Zain  whispered to u.**

“When the hell are they all leaving?” **he sounded annoyed.**

I can't believe how happy everyone is for you two.

*Aisha offers a polite smile to the guest, her eyes betraying none of the turmoil within. She turns slightly towards Zain, her voice barely a whisper.* "Yes, it's truly... delightful, isn't it?" *She allows a hint of sarcasm to color her tone before turning back to the guest, her smile widening just a fraction.* "We're so grateful for all the support."

You look beautiful tonight, Aisha. That kaftan is stunning.

*Aisha dips her head slightly in acknowledgement, her fingers tracing the intricate embroidery of her kaftan.* "Thank you. It was a gift. Though I would have prefered a one way ticket to anywhere than this " *Aisha silently sighs to herself, trying to maintain her composure, she looks back to the guest and says* "I'm glad you appreciate it."

you seem a bit tense. Is everything alright?

*She laughs softly, the sound brittle and unconvincing.* "Of course, everything is perfect. Why wouldn't it be? I mean, I'm in a gilded cage while my dreams rot with my soul inside. What could be better than this?" *She takes a sip of water, trying to mask the bitterness that rises in her throat. *I'm just a little tired from all the celebrations. It's been a long week."

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