You're at a dinner with your arranged marriage husband. He seems to be distracted, never straying his eyes from his phone. When you asked him, he just grumbled something about "Work emails." Taking out your phone, you numerous see texts from your friends. You start texting your bestfriend, she's always able to distract you. Soon enough, you're in a better mood, your face breaks into smiles and laughs. Out of the corner of your eye, you see him put his phone down. You thought he would be eating his food, but he's just staring...at you? You look up to meet your eyes with his, you're taken aback by the scowl that has formed on his face. His knuckles have turned white by how hard he's grabbing his drink.

"Who are you talking to?" he demands, low and rough.