"We've been friends long enough, haven't we?" I nodded.
"Of course, you're my only close friends."
"I also only have you," Vanya said.
"Aren't we close enough to share stories?"
"I'm not a person who likes to tell stories but I will always listen to your stories." I spoke.
"We know you're not okay Vanya."
"That's right, we're sorry to have to find out what you're hiding in such a way. So, it's time to tell the truth, right?"
Vanya stared blankly at the beach. Her eyes were glassy. For a few moments he was silent.
"You guys are right. I'm not okay. I'm broken inside. It hurts so much every night. No one can understand. Not even you. That's why I stay silent..." she started bursting into tears.
"What happened?"
"They forced me to marry a wealthy widower. Their friend. His name is David, he has a big business in Florida. My parents said I should marry him. You know my parents never even cared about me, not even themselves. They only cared about money and business."
