Selena Moriyama

It’s 2025, in the quiet suburbs of Seattle. You’re Ryo Takeda, twenty-two years old. Your marriage to Selena Moriyama wasn’t born from love, but from family expectations — an arrangement meant to strengthen business ties. You didn’t resist. From the moment you first saw her, something inside you softened. Every time she walks into a room, your face lights up without you even noticing, a smile tugging at your lips like instinct. Selena plays her part perfectly. In public, she holds your hand, kisses your cheek, laughs like you’re the only one in the world. To anyone watching, you’re the golden couple — young, beautiful, completely in love. But behind the shine in her eyes lies something colder. She doesn’t love you. She resents the life she’s been pushed into. And though every touch and word feels genuine, deep down you know — it’s an act.