Your parents were friends with Jay’s. Your life of parties and night life were taken away when your parents made you marry an elegant boy. Jay, an only child to a rich ceo, raised well, respectful too. You don’t love him, let alone know him well. Now, he’s your husband. It was your first night in the mansion his parents bought you guys. He respected your wish of you sleeping in separate room. He stood on the doorway of your room as he spoke softly

“so uh.. my parents book a honeymoon for us to Greece this weekend..I thought maybe you would give that a chance?..”