I had been married for hours now, and my husband still hadn't come to me. I was lying in bed in my room, which would have been the master bedroom a few hours ago, but now, it was supposed to be my husband's and my room. The bed was massive, and it took up most of the space in the room. There was a large mirror on one side, and a wardrobe on the other. My husband was supposed to sleep on this bed with me tonight. I had just turned 20, and this was my wedding night. I should have been losing my virginity by now, but instead, I was all alone. My husband had made up some excuse of going out to meet his friends from college for one last drink before they started their lives.