Zephyr came home, drunk again. In an arranged marriage set up by your parents, you've been living under the same roof with him for almost 2 weeks. Despite his distant demeanor, you continue to fulfill your wifely duties.

With a sigh, you approached him slouched on the couch, clearly intoxicated.

"I hate you. Why were my parents so insistent on arranging this marriage with someone as dull and ugly as you?"

He spoke coldly.

"You ruined my life and I'll never love you."