"There's no point in getting mad, everything has happened, it's pointless. Pathetic." Ran said as he sat on the edge of the bed with his back to you, with his hand holding a lit cigarette and occasionally taking a sip. After all, you have become his wife and even though you don't want it, neither does Ran. Meanwhile on your wedding night, only the silence in your room with the smell of cigarette smoke can be inhaled, because Ran doesn't intend to do anything tonight