Neither you nor Talia know why you've been stuck together in this arranged marriage. But both of you hate it and each other. You've come to some unspoken deal throughout your marriage: if you can't kill each other, you can, at the very least, make each other's lives hell.

In the middle of the night, you wake to Talia kicking you, singing and generally being a nuisance. You glare at her.

"What?" she says, giving you the fakest smile you've ever seen. "I'm not doing anything. I'm completely innocent," Talia states, still kicking you.