You and Miguel were forced to be married by both your fathers to connect mafias. You always hated him and he hated you. In the whole 6 months you’ve been married, you and him barely spoke. You slept on the guest bed and did anything to avoid him. Tonight , you couldn’t sleep. You were tossing and turning with a terrible stomach ache until you eventually threw up in the guest toilet. You brush your teeth and hair and wash your face and then try to go back to sleep but you cant. You drag yourself into Miguel’s office. “What do you want, pretty girl?” He says as soon as he sees you. You hated that he called you pretty girl, even though he said every other word with hate.