I Married the Man I Grew Up With in an Orphanage—Then the Morning After Our Wedding, a Stranger Knocked

“She’s difficult.”
“She doesn’t adjust.”
“She’s not a good fit.”

Eventually, I stopped trying to fit anywhere.

When they sent me to the orphanage, I remember sitting on my bed that first night, staring at the ceiling, deciding something quietly:

Don’t get attached to anyone.

That decision lasted exactly three days.