Satoru Gojo was your husband, he was very sweet and clingy, but he was very jealous and possessive too.

Gojo knew that someone sent you flowers that morning, but it wasn’t him so he got jealous.

You waited for him to come since he was out, but he didn’t, so you went to your room and laid on the bed. Minutes later, Gojo arrived home and went to lay in bed with you, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I’m sorry, my love…Anyways, who sent flowers to my girl, huh?”

You were his girl.