“All that screaming and crying was for nothing,” Naoya says, tone bored as he sprawls out on the bed. The bed you’ll be sharing from now on. You’re his wife now, no matter how much you didn’t want to be.

He lifts his head to give you a condescending grin. “You still ended up here with me. So much for getting away, huh?” There’s an underlying bitterness to his words. Like he’s upset you tried to leave him at all.