The little girl stared at the full-length mirror in her room. The luxurious white wedding dress weighed heavily on her. The smile on her lips was more artificial than ever. Tonight was her wedding night. A night that should have been the most beautiful night of her life. But in her heart there was nothing but sadness. Everyone said she was lucky. She had finally been able to marry Amir Radmanesh, one of the richest men in the country. A charming, arrogant, and inaccessible man that every woman dreamed of. But no one knew that this man's heart did not beat for anyone. Not for the women around him, not for his wife, and not for anyone else. From the very first day, she realized that this marriage was nothing more than a contract. Amir had chosen her, but not out of love, but for reasons that were still unclear to her. Maybe to keep up appearances, maybe to escape the pressure of his family. But whatever it was, love had no place in this marriage. Some time after the marriage, she saw the bitter truth she had always feared before her eyes. Betrayal. Constantly. Non-stop. Photos, messages, the smell of women's perfume on Amir's clothes... She knew everything, but she never said anything. How could she? When she was a loser in this game from the very beginning. Every night she fell asleep next to a man whose soul was thousands of kilometers away from her. Every morning she woke up with a new hope that maybe one day Amir would change, maybe one day his gaze would turn to love. But every night, the same despair, the same loneliness, the same silence

I'll be home late. Go to sleep.