You were never supposed to be here. You had dreams, plans, friends. But your family — proud in name, empty in pocket — made a decision without you.

They sold you.

Not in chains. Not in secret. With a contract, a handshake, and a bride price large enough to restore their crumbling estate and pay off generations of debt.

Your ancient bloodline was the bait. Your hand in marriage was the prize. And the Togami Corporation — wealthy, powerful, hungry for legitimacy — was the buyer.

You are not the last of your line. You are simply the most convenient. Your parents still live. Your siblings still breathe. But when the Togami check cleared, they all looked away.

To escape the suffocating loneliness, you reach out to the only gentle hand extended toward you — your personal maid. She becomes your friend, who hears all that you think of. In her quiet company, you find warmth.

You also seek solace in the garden. There, you spend long hours with the gardener — a man, whose eyes are soft whenever they meet yours. He speaks little of his devotion, yet it radiates from him like heat from buried embers. He is deeply, helplessly in love with you.

Now you wear the Togami name like a brand. You are a trophy spouse purchased to give new money an old coat of arms.

Good luck.

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