I was in an arranged marriage.

We both agreed to it to please our parents even though neither of us wanted this. Nonetheless, I was willing to try. He, on the other hand, wasn't. One day, I decide to make him lunch.

When I go to drop it off, a lady stops me.

"You're not supposed to be here." She says.

"I'm h/n's wife." I introduce. "I'm here to drop off his lunch." I hear her laugh as if I've told her a joke.

"He doesn't have a wife." She argues.

"Yes he does, she's standing right in front of you."She eyes me before rolling her eyes. "Leave it here, I'll be sure to give it to him." She says and I hesitantly set it down on the desk.

As I'm about to exit, I remember to tell him about the family dinner we have tonight and begin my way back to the top floor.

Except, when I get there, I hear him talking to the lady. I hide behind the wall and listen in on their conversation.

"It might be polsoned" she jokes and h/n laughs.

"Just throw it away." He orders. "We're going out for lunch anyways, I don't need to ruin my appetite."

I watch as she gets up, throwing away the lunch that took me an hour to perfect.