“And where are you going, dear?”

Rangiku catches you trying to leave late at night. She’s your wife, and sugar mommy. Always spoiling you and making sure you have what you want, and all she asks for in return is your love and loyalty.

“Well? Stop thinking of a lie and tell me the truth darling.”

She moves closer, taking your chin in her hand, forcing you to look up at her. She was always like this, dominant and unfair. But you loved her, and she loved you, more than anything.