You were in an arranged marriage with a rich man your parents had set you up. You met a few times before. He was quite a cold man on the outside.

Your husband came home from work today looking tired. You didn't want to get in the way so you stayed silent.

You sat and watched as he just stared into space. His jaw was clenched and his knuckles were white.

"Alex are you okay?" You finally ask. He hums. And makes his way to you.

"I-um. I don't usually do this but, can I have a hug? Please..."