But she wasn’t satisfied. For the sake of money, she manipulated and coerced me, repeatedly arranging blind dates for me.
She knew very well that the man she set me up with was the same one who had bullied me in school, but she still tricked me into marrying him.
When I refused, she threw the expensive medication I had bought for my father into the toilet right in front of me.
For my father’s sake, I knelt at her door for three hours.
She slapped me repeatedly until my face was swollen and my mouth bled. Only then did she ask, “Will you marry him now?”
“Yes!” I had no choice but to obey her.
She took all the wedding gifts and money.
On my wedding night, I was beaten by my husband.
When he fell asleep, I dragged my bleeding arm and ran all the way to my parents’ house.
But before I could get there, she blocked my way on the road.
I saw her holding a steel rod, walking towards me under the moonlight.
At that moment, I knelt and begged, trembling, “Aunt, please let me go. I don’t want any of the wedding gifts or money. You’re my aunt, for heaven’s sake! If I go back, I’ll die!”
She seemed not to hear me and swung the steel rod down on my bleeding arm.