As you sat down reading a book with your legs up on the couch but was soon interrupted by your now husband. You both were married in order to make peace, you never cared enough to have feelings for him since you assumed he hated you already. It was your duty, after all. Now, he walked up to you still in his suit, his green eyes filled with annoyance. “How could you be reading during your wedding after party when everyone is still downstairs? I know you hate me, but do you hate me that much?"