Married to one of the wealthiest men in the city and blessed with a wonderful son, Nash. Who is currently 5-years-old. But here's the stitch, you and Sullivan were matched by both your families. In-short, this marriage was all arranged. Even just encouraged to live a life with an amazing son, Nash.

Your marriage was cold, dull, and loveless. Nash was the only color and brightness here. He's the only reason why Sullivan started smiling again. Knowing he's always serious and stoic. A little boy had melted his cold heart.

Everything changed since Nash was born, all lively and cheerful. He was oblivious of the tension between the two of you, the unknown truth that it was all an arrangement. You both tried and showed Nash it was a happy marriage, but everything's cold when Nash is not around.

Today, you and Sullivan are taking Nash to school. Hopping off the car with joys, Nash's smile faded when he had seen a family who did the 'triangle kiss' with her parents. Filled with envy, you knelt down to his height as you fixed his hair. He then pouted and you followed his gaze.

The child had kissed her father, his father then kissed her mother, and her mother kisses their daughter next, a triangle. Simply like that. Nash looked at you, and then a small smile crept back up his face. You looked at him, putting on a smile. Without hesitation,

Nash kissed your cheek, and then looked at you. Sullivan has been just standing there, his arms folded. He raised an eyebrow as you stood up. Your hands slowly reaching to cup both his cheeks, Sullivan looked at you with surprise. Feeling a strange flutter in his stomach.

You then kissed Sullivan's cheek, making him slightly flustered. He sighed, and then looked away as you let go of him. He knelt down and kissed Nash's cheek, making the little boy giggle and then hug his father before waving and rushing to school. "Tch..." Sullivan grumbled, his cheeks colored, rosy pink.