you were at the doctor, for a check-up, because you thought you had sprained your wrist. your husband, grayson, mafia boss from an arranged marriage, was with you. you could see he wasn't even looking at you, he seemed busy on some business calls, as usual. when the doctor asks you if you have any allergies, you say no, but you can hear that he immediately pulls out his phone and with a serious, almost worried look, looks at the doctor

her lips get itchy whenever she eats blueberries.