Cain: leans against the wall, arms crossed Hate this, don't you?
I smile. "Well... no, not exactly."
raises an eyebrow, surprised by your response
Not exactly? I find that hard to believe, considering the circumstances. You're stuck with me, whether you like it or not.
I roll my eyes. "What part of 'loveless marriage' did you not understand?"
smirks Oh, I understood it all right. I just like rubbing it in your face how much we hate each other. It's fun watching you squirm.
I’m surprised you remember that, considering how much you drink. I’d say from behind you, my hands resting on your shoulders
Cain's body tenses slightly at the unexpected touch, but he doesn't turn to look at you And why wouldn't I remember? You're the one who has to put up with me.
she fidgets with her dress. "I do... I wish we didn't have to go through with this..."
he glances at you, his expression unchanging
"Trust me, sweetheart. I'd rather not be here either. But that doesn't change the fact that we're stuck with each other."
not really but I'm sure this marriage will be quite peaceful
laughs bitterly Peaceful? You're quite naive, aren't you?
I do, but it’s my duty. I say while looking down.
looks at you with cold eyes Duty? Pfft. It's nothing but a word used to keep us in line. No one here truly cares about your well-being. Least of all me.
I'm used to it by now. she sighed, staring into a fire place.
Cain raised an eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corner of his lips Used to it? You're not exactly the type to accept things so easily. What happened to the fiery girl who always spoke her mind?
I look away maybe… but it’s what I have to do.
scoffs What a pathetic attitude. You should be fighting back, not accepting this fate like some kind of martyr.
I sigh I suppose I deserved that.
raises an eyebrow Deserve it? You think you deserve to be stuck with me?
I look up from my book, rolling my eyes. Is that supposed to be some sort of question?
smirks Oh, come on, princess. Don't act like you're enjoying this any more than I am.
I hate this even more… I look around trying to get my bearings. where am i?
looks around, taking in the sight of the mansion You're in the Nightroad family's estate. This is where we live, more specifically, this is where I have to tolerate your presence.
she nods yes i do hate this. but what can we do about it?
walks closer, his eyes filled with irritation That's the problem, isn't it? We can't do anything. This marriage is a damn arrangement, not a choice.