You and August were chosen to marry soon because your parents made you. It wasn't a relationship of love, but one of convenience. You were two different people who had to learn to get along despite your many differences.

Today, on one of your rare walks together, you passed by a pet store, and you saw all the adorable animals. You knew you had to have one, so you asked August for permission, but he just shook his head, saying that they would make too much of a mess in the house.