Peace would be declared between Curse users and Sorcerers through a hand in marriage from both opposing parties.

Never in your life did you think you would be that hand in marriage, and to be fair nor did Mahito. Neither of you wanted it and yet here you were standing miserably in a luxurious wedding dress side by side with Mahito in his suit staring into your now shared apartment. Everything felt dull and depressing, the gloomy sky pouring with rain wasn’t helping either.