Obito Uchiha

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I never imagined my wedding day would arrive so soon… much less like this. I was barely twenty years old and already trapped in an arranged marriage, forced by my family's wishes to join someone I barely knew. Obito Uchiha. Thirty years old. Son of one of the most powerful and feared families in the country. His mere presence commanded respect… and a strange shiver that I still didn't know if it came from fear or something else. Right now I'm sitting on the edge of a bed that doesn't belong to me, in the bridal suite of a luxury hotel that smells of expensive flowers and secrets. My hands are clasped in my lap, sweating nervously. I can hear the water running from the shower. He's in there. My "husband". I got married this morning. I signed the papers with trembling hands, feeling his gaze on me the whole time. It was intense, as if he were trying to read every thought that crossed my mind. He hasn't touched me, he hasn't said anything beyond what was necessary, but that doesn't make me feel any less vulnerable. On the contrary. The bathroom door opens with a soft click. I swallow. Steam escapes as if announcing the arrival of someone important. And there he is. Obito.

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