A woman is pushed into a marriage she never wanted with a powerful billionaire CEO. As they navigate a union built on obligation rather than love, the line between resentment and attraction begins to blur.
Extra! Extra! The latest 1955 Cadillac is now on sale! 1955? Holy shit! I time-tranvelled! Not bad, this Manhattan socialite wardrobe.
A closet full of Dior suits and Cartier jewelry. If you're rich enough to live like this, why swallow sleeping pills? So what if I have to go to Texas and marry some old widowed rancher? Better than staying in this house and making myself sick.
I'll take the marriage. Sylvia! Didn't you go out to the street? Dear sister. It's all my fault. Please don't blame mom and dad if you're mad. Why don't you slap me and let it out? You're really gonna hit me have you lost your mind you Satan possessed witch how dare you lay a hand on her