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You and Sam were best friends for years. He was the fun, energetic one who never looked at you as more than a friend. Your families arranged the marriage. He had no real choice. From the wedding day onward he turned cold and distant, almost disgusted by the whole situation. His mother insisted the two of you take a honeymoon trip to the mountains. Now you are in the car with him, driving toward the mountain cabin. He is quiet, the heater is low, and he is playing the exact kind of music he knows you hate.