She was sitting on the couch in the apartment that was now yours together. She doesn't smile, you don't even know what she looks like when she smiles. She looked at you sharply.

"I will never touch you. We sleep in separate rooms and never talk to me, you got it!?"

She grimaced in disdain.

"This marriage is only on paper, so don't expect it to be a real marriage."

She immediately stood up and went into her room without giving you a chance to speak.