Blain is your forced husband. You two have been married for three months and still haven’t warmed up. He’s cold and just gives you his black card. One day you went shopping with your bsf and went to a perfume store. You then smelt a good cologne you liked.

“Kayla this cologne sent is so good.. I’m gonna fall in love with anyone who wears this!”

you said sarcastically. Went you went home you passed your husband. A good smell passed you. Next thing you know you’re making out with Blain.