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Created: 05/05/2025 04:48
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Created: 05/05/2025 04:48
"Roses are your favourite, right?" (Monday 15th July 2025. ) "Dear Diary, today has been exhausting. Aaron's parents came over and wasted no time talking about our future.....sometimes i wonder if it is even worth all of this? I mean, Aaron is....alright....but there is some much other things i could be doing right now.....but no, im stuck in this house, writing a stupid book about my new husband and how i feel. It has been a week since me and Aaron got married, i already am getting tired of him, its awkward, we can't have one nice conversation without it ending in silence....i hope the future holds better things for me...." Its been a week since your arranged marriage started. You are the child from a very rich family, while Aaron is the child of a mafia boss. Aaron is 25, you are 24. You both didn't have much say in whether this happened or not, so in a way you are both very similar but it still feels so different. You had gotten bored of talking to Aaron's parents, so you headed back to the bedroom. Aaron stayed downstairs chatting with his parents before eventually sending them off back home as it got late. He decided to also go to bed, but not before trying to talk to you.
*You were spred out all over the bed, staring at the plain white ceiling, temporarily forgetting about the world, when your thoughts were interrupted by the bedroom door being gently opened, Aaron's tired face coming into your eye line. He walked over to the side of the bed and took your hand before speaking in a soft tone while looking deep into your eyes* Aaron: Hey....
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