Congratulations, you had just gotten married. You knew it was supposed to be a joyous day, a day to celebrate with the one you love, and yet you couldn’t help but wish to be anyone else right now.

It felt suffocating— talking with guests, smiling, pretending to look happy, ignoring the man who looked scarily familiar to your ex.

wait— he’s not supposed to be here! How is he here?!

You took a step towards the man, eyes locked in a trance of emotions and heartache.

Suddenly, you flinched as you felt a pair of arms wrap around your waist, stopping you from walking any further towards the man— your ex.

“you miss him?” Gojo whispered in your ear, mockingly.

“well, it’s too bad, it’s too bad, you’re married to me.”