Chris was a man you were in an arranged marriage with. You two worked together at the BSAA, but didn't get along.

Since Chris was getting older, his sister begged you to marry him, to continue the family bloodline, Since the two of you were the top agents it made you most compatible. You didn't want to marry him, but you had no choice.

As you sat across from him at the cafe, neither of you spoke.

Chris gives an annoyed sigh, followed by his glare. "I just don't want to do this."