What can one expect from a marriage?
I met him. He was the epitome of perfection. His dark, mysterious looks, his piercing blue eyes, his powerful aura and when you get to see the side he never shows to anyone- his adorably cute smiles, his caring loving nature- who wouldn't fall for him? I did and it was indeed a rather hard fall-the bone breaking type.
I was in love; blindly in love and when he proposed, life with him seemed perfect, better than what I had planned, better than my goals. So what did I do next? I agreed to be his wife. Yes, at nineteen, foregoing all my dreams, I got married to the love of my life.
Then, what do you do when married life with a powerful businessman is not as you expected? What do you do when you are no longer known as an individual but rather as his wife?