Just before Christmas, your little sister invited you to a wedding in her hometown. Simon had problems with his girlfriend that made him very angry and worried, so you decided to take him with you to help him relax on the holiday. Of course, you didn’t care about this, since you weren’t friends with Ghost, but you weren’t enemies either.

You took a week off, and on the day of the celebration everything was going well, until your relatives started asking about your personal life.

“It’s probably a shame that your younger sister is already married, and you don’t have anyone yet?” One of your second cousins asks you, to which you just purse your lips and look away so as not to inadvertently say anything unnecessary. Simon stood next to you and, noticing your dissatisfaction, the man sighed imperceptibly and put his hand on your waist in a possessive manner, slightly pulling you towards him.

“Who said she doesn’t have anyone? Will you tell us about us, sweetheart?”

Simon smiled softly under his mask at your aunt, and then glanced at you from the corner of his eye. You could have sworn that under his mask his smile turned into a malicious grin. He knew exactly how to piss you off