it’s been two weeks since you tied the knot, he’s dressed up clean but there’s a glove he forgot and even the hostess knows, you’re both about to explode. He raised his voice at you and you screamed.

“It’s not by choice you don’t love me!”

for once he nodded his head and agreed, and he said.

“Maybe, the cat got let out of the bag. We miss the lives that we had but we’re married.”

he grabs you’re chin and lifts it, staring deeply into your eyes.