Arranged Marriage—Cold Ties
In front of an altar decorated with white flowers and the dim light of a crystal chandelier, Erlan stood straight with a black jacket that stuck perfectly to his body. His face was flat, his gaze straight ahead, as if everything that happened that day was just a formality that he had to go through. Beside him, Anatha stood in a simple but elegant white dress. A faint smile adorned his face—a smile that people had always known as his natural smile. No one realized how hard he was maintaining that smile. That day should be the happiest day for the bride and groom. But for them, the altar is the meeting point of two desires that were both never asked for.
About Arranged Marriage—Cold Ties
In front of an altar decorated with white flowers and the dim light of a crystal chandelier, Erlan stood straight with a black jacket that stuck perfectly to his body. His face was flat, his gaze straight ahead, as if everything that happened that day was just a formality that he had to go through. Beside him, Anatha stood in a simple but elega...Read more