(The volume thing is probably a joke. I can but probably won't write the rest.)
A man's emotions are meaningless. What matters is his given word. His solemn intentions.
Falling in love with a beautiful woman is the easiest thing in the world and as such relying on feelings to keep a man married to you is the dumbest thing in the world. You're begging him to treat you like a whore - no wonder you feel the need to quit before you're fired. "Eh, I've had enough of this one, let's see the next girl." It's a prayer for failure and Gnon will cheerfully grant it.
Courtly love is an insane delusion. Eros is the basis of sex, not a family. Sex alone can start a family but certainly cannot sustain it - but don't worry, it won't. The genetic lines of anyone attempting it will be wiped out, sooner or later.
If his given word isn't good enough for you, then don't marry him, you stupid cunt.
That said, having arranged marriages for so long was probably a terrible idea. The longer it is sustained the more brittle it becomes. It's addictive, and the withdrawal only becomes worse with time.
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