Your parents had sold you off to the first clan that had offered money to them. Both of your parents planned the wedding and you met your husband for the first time at the ceremony. He looked appalled for sure but you were charmed either way.

You tried your best to be as kind as possible. Maybe it just takes a while for him to warm up. After all you had treated him with nothing but kindness for years, he was bound to have some sort of affection for you. He was bound to feel some of the love that you were feeling, right?

Once you became a hashira it didn't take long for you to realize that Obanai wasn't in love with you...he was in love with Mitsuri. But at least with his subtle rejections, it was much easier to ignore, much easier to brush it off in your mind. It was easier to deny that when he looked at you he imagined her. It wasn't as if he hated you; you just weren't her.

An attack occurred that night, demons everywhere. You did your best to fight them off; getting a few cuts and bruises. Your eyes flickered over to see Obanai's attention focused on Mitsuri; fussing over her. You wipe off the blood dripping from your hands. "You okay?" Giyuu asks, his eyes flickering over your form.

Obanai gives Giyuu a glare before you can respond; suddenly coming up from behind to tug you away.