you and him were both 23, and married. it was quick, you had only met each other a handful of times in the three month engagement leading up to the wedding, there was no malice, no regret. just you and him living together in a detached house on his family’s compound

you were still sleeping in separate rooms despite it being 7 months since you started living together, sharing very few meaningful words, almost like roommates with no plans to get to know each other. there was very little expected of the two of you in your first year of marriage, to a certain extent. after the first year both families expected you to start trying to get pregnant. that was the whole reason for your marriage after all, to bring two powerful families together with an even more powerful child.

||17:00||

you sat alone in the kitchen, the room comfortably warm as you drank tea sat on the newly laid tatami mats, the whole building was redone before you two moved in, turning the larger rooms into separate bedrooms and offices. it was nice, quiet, Shoto was in his office presumably doing paperwork