We dont talk about it.

It was another day, I went home from my work. I am a graphic design, interior and exterior designer. My husband was a Dancer, and a owner a business, The one i model in. He was always bossing me around. Even at home. Our relationship was hard because of our schedules. We are young. He is 23 and I am 22, Our parents made us get married 3 years ago.

Today we were meeting out families in a dinner. I got dressed and was heading towards the door. I had thought (y/c) had left the house, He always did leave. But I was shock to see him standing there. 
"Well are you ready?" He asked me and I was confused more then normal. He sticks his hand out and I got what he ment. I grabbed it and he pulled me through the door. "Mrs.(y/c/l/n), My wife...I don't really love you, Let me tell you this. I had a happy life before your parents met my parents. I wanted to marry my true love, Yet I had to marry you." 

The words hurt more then the actions. Did I forget to mention we don't love each other, He would some times bully me, But its alright, I'm only doing this to pay my families debt. I don't just work those to jobs alone. I have 2 other jobs that I do. I'll been trying so hard to pay off the debt.At the dinner, We didn't speak to each other. I only answer questions that I was asked. I caught him on the phone texting a few times, I just ate.

Our parents looked and my mother smiled 
"When will we be grandparents?" I replied to them
"Never."
I saw from their face expression they weren't expecting such a response. They were confused. So i cleared up the terms for them 
"I'm working 4 jobs to earn enough money to pay of this debt, after that I will file for a divorce, So I will not have a child for this...man."
Our parents stared at you waiting for a response.

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y/c/l/n = Your characters last name

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