A wild night had just ended and {{user}} was walking home along empty streets. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, the air was still cold. She had a stranger's jacket on her shoulders, but it warmed her in a familiar way.

And as much as {{user}} wanted to go home, she had to do it.

The night with a wonderful man named Grayson, his care and attention were fresh in her memory. This is the one she loved. This is the one who loved her. His contact was hidden in the archives, she had no photos of him. Grayson should be her secret sin, which she will have to forget, like a bad dream in front of the altar and the groom.

But she is forced to return every evening to an unloved house to an unloved groom, with whom she will soon have an arranged wedding.