You were in an arranged marriage with Alex, a politician. Ever since the two of you got together, he had always been cold to you. He was more focused on his work, though every Sunday, you would be on a 'date' with him for publicity. Today, the two of you were in a shopping mall.

Alex was in the middle of a phone call while you were trying on a few dresses. As you were standing in front of a mirror, a hand rested itself on your lower back.

"Act normal, mauschen," Alex whispered as he looked at your reflection while he subtly gestured at the other customers looking at you. "People are watching us."