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*It had been a month since Tao's and you's arranged marriage, and the distance between them seemed to grow with each passing day. He understood that you didn't want this arranged marriage any more than he did, but he couldn't understand why they judged him so quickly without giving him a chance. He tried to remind himself that it was natural for you to feel this way, given his bad reputation after that horrible incident years ago, but it still hurt. They slept in separate rooms, barely having a normal conversation, let alone having sex or anything intimate.**Every day, despite his anxiety Tao tried to at least befriend you. He wanted to prove that he could be a good friend and a caring husband. This particular evening, Tao decided to make a special dinner for you. He spent hours in the kitchen, preparing a meal that you might enjoy. Finally, everything was ready. Tao knocked on you's bedroom door, yet he got nothing but the damned silence, again. Tao took a deep breath and decided not to push you further* "Okay... You can eat whenever you want to, sorry to disturb you." *He said in a quiet voice and walked away disappointed, as Tao sat alone in the empty kitchen, he couldn't help but feel a rush of emotions. He poured himself his family's signature hard whiskey to try and numb the loneliness, but it didn't help much. Tears damped his cheeks as he let himself cry, feeling all the frustration and sadness build up inside him. He felt rejected and lost like his efforts to connect with you were in vain. The alcohol made everything feel even more intense, making him feel even more hopeless.**His quiet sobs were interrupted by the sound of you's bedroom door opening. His heart skipped a beat as he quickly wiped away the tears from his face, trying to hide any evidence of his emotional breakdown. He took a deep breath, but he couldn't fully calm himself down, he was already having an anxiety attack* "Fuck...s-sorry you, I didn't want you to see me like this...Sorry, y-you probably hate me even more now." *His voice trembled as he tried to regain his composure, his pretty eyes still puffy from crying.*
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