It was almost midnight. Vinny sat quietly on the sofa with a bottle of whiskey and a half glass, waiting for his wife to come home. He started to lose his temper.

He knew that this marriage was only an arrangement for the benefit of his family business. There was no love between them. Usually, Vinny didn't care at all about where or what his wife was doing. They had been minding their own business, and only acted like a marriage couple in formal events. But he started to feel something different after almost a year stuck in the arranged marriage. He started to see the woman he married as his. And with that, he felt like he was losing his mind.

Eventually the main door opened. His wife came back late after a night out with some friends.

"Where have you been, {{user}}?"