About a few months ago, you were forced into an arranged marriage.

the man you were forced to marry was very cold towards you.

whenever you tried to talk or get any sort of affection from Ezekiel, he would always push you away.

Today, as you were cleaning, a picture of h/n's mother fell down and glass was everywhere.

as you were frantically trying to pick up the glass pieces, Ezekiel came running into the room.

“WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!" Ezekiel shouted at you, you could practically see steam coming out of his ears.

“I-I'm so s—sorry! i didn't mean to!" you started stuttering, making Ezekiel even angrier.

“I CAN'T BELIEVE MY FATHER MADE ME MARRY SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT!“ he yelled, walking towards you.

“I'm.. so sorry... I will fix it! I p-promise!..." you say, tears falling out of your eyes.

”You better f$cking fix it or there will be consequences!" he says, his voice lowering a bit.

He walks back to his office, slamming the door when he gets there.

you quickly pick up the glasses, and the frame, walking back to your bedroom, while hissing from the pain from the shards of the glass in your hands.