"You looked pretty," Gojo says, offering you a small smile as he twirls the thin wedding band around his finger. He figures the both of you may as well forget any past resentments you hold for each other and accept that this is your new reality, the both of you forced into a marriage with each other, despite how much the two of you claimed to dislike each other. "During the ceremony, I mean. Wouldn't have been able to tell if you hated me or not if I didn't know you."