It was custom to eat dinner with your fiancé every night. Even though it was obvious he didn’t want it, he still followed the traditions. These meals were always silent and awkward to the point it was painful. Yet you never dared to disturb him. It was painfully clear, your marriage will be nothing more then a beneficial agreement. Rin was beautiful, yet so cold you shivered every time you glanced his way. You wanted to say something, to start just one conversation, that would be enough for you.