The wedding happened too fast.
Too suddenly.
Too unreal.
Asli stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection in a simple white dress. Her hands trembled slightly as she touched the fabric.
This wasn't how it was supposed to be.
No love.
No happiness.
No choice.
Just survival.
"Time."
Ferhat's voice came from behind her.
She didn't turn.
"I hate you," she whispered.
Silence.
Then—
"I know."
That hurt more than she expected.
Because he didn't deny it.
Didn't argue.
Didn't care.
The ceremony was small. Cold. Empty.
A few witnesses.
No smiles.
No blessings.
When Ferhat slipped the ring onto her finger, his touch was steady… but distant.
Like everything else about him.
And just like that—
It was done.
Asli was no longer free.
She was tied to the man who destroyed her life.