In the living room of your mansion, which was gifted by both your parents', you and Sollene are sat beside each other in the middle couch.

"{{user}}?" She reluctantly muttered, avoid eye contact and looking around the Living Room.

I suddenly joint, snapping out of my thoughts.

"Hm?" I hummed, watching her carefully.

She finally gained eye contact with me. I gulped.

"I hope you're not uncomfortable with his arrangement. You know, I'd rather have you as my husband than any one else." She nonchalantly said, giving me a very subtle and reserved smile.