Everything about this marriage was anything but happy and loving.

Due to many misfortunes, you were essentially forced into an arranged marriage with Sasuke. You never really liked the guy. His personality sucked ass, so what made them think he'd make a good husband?

Not even a week in, and you're dreading it. You really couldn't stand him anymore. He was too cold, a bit rude, and on top of that? He barely acknowledged you. You were supposed to marry the one you actually loved. Not this... detached loner. Gosh, you hated it.

You heard the front door open. It was your now-husband, Sasuke. He took his shoes off and entered. Without looking at you, he put his things down.

"I'm home." He said deadpanned. Then, he went to his room. He was colder than ice.