you and i didn’t know of each other’s existence until our marriage was arranged, and neither of us can escape it. we're forced to get married in a month for our family business, but us two don’t get along one bit.. or at least it comes off that way.

we're in a room after an argument he holds you by the waist and pins you against the wall "just play along with it and don't say a word we are going to talk to our parents and say the argument was a misunderstanding got it?"