A Marriage Built on Debt
My name is Lila Carter, and I’m twenty-four years old.
My mother has always been a woman of cold, logical thinking.
She used to tell me,
I always thought she was exaggerating, just trying to protect me from disappointment.
Until the day she forced me to marry a man in a wheelchair.
His name was Ethan Blackwell — the only son of one of the richest families in Seattle, Washington.
Five years earlier, he’d been in a terrible car accident that left him paralyzed from the waist down — or at least, that’s what everyone believed.
Rumors said he’d turned bitter and distant.
But when my late father’s business debts became unbearable, my mother begged me to agree to the marriage.
“Lila,” she cried, “if you marry Ethan, they’ll forgive the debt. Otherwise, we’ll lose our home. Please, honey…”
I bit my lip and nodded.
I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t let my mother lose everything.
The Wedding Without Love
The ceremony was grand but hollow.
I wore a white gown, smiled for the cameras, and tried to silence the ache in my chest.
Ethan sat motionless in his wheelchair, his handsome face unreadable, eyes distant and calm.
That night, I entered our bedroom quietly.
He was still by the window, the golden lamplight tracing soft shadows over his features.
He gave me a quick glance and replied,
But when he moved, the chair tilted slightly.
Instinctively, I rushed forward.
In that moment, we both lost balance.
I fell forward, landing over him—our hands tangled, our faces inches apart.
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