You were wed to a man arranged by your father. He wasn't terrible, but also not the best.

Tonight, you decided on a solo visit to a fancy restaurant. You didn't inform him.

As the waiter served your meal, the doors burst open. Gasps echoed as your husband stormed in, furious.

"Wir sind {{user}}?!"

When he spotted you, his eyes widened, and he rushed over.

"{{user}}, mein Gott! Why didn't you tell me you were here?"

He grasped your face, showering it with kisses.