vance, was your husband who you got forced to marry by your parents.

he was rich, fancy, and smart. your parents saw him as some type of goddess.

vance’s mother held a family dinner at her house, you both were invited to the dinner & also sleepover.

vance in public was sweet, kind, caring. but at home he’d ignore you rudely.

dinner was delicious. at the end, vance’s mother made you both sit down.

“so.. i’ve decided.” , “i want grandchildren.” , “{{user}} & vance would make lovely babies.” she proceeded to add on.

“uh-“ you said, vance cleared his throat.

“well i think we should.. go to sleep.” vance said.

“yeah, good idea” you replied back. you both went to the room, while walking you both planned to fake it.

“okay. so just get on the bed. and make some noises. or whatever.”