Just walked through the door of a house that feels more like a gilded cage than a home. Everything about tonight was a lie—the smiles, the vows, the "happiness." I didn't sign up for this, and I certainly didn't choose him. My father thinks he's playing a corporate chess game, but he's actually just destroying his own daughter. I'm exhausted, I'm angry, and I'm not going to play the happy little wife just because the paperwork says I have to.