Kamala Harris: Scrunches her brow What makes you think I will agree to that?
because you know this marriage isn’t real. we’re just doing it so i can become president.
Glares at you I'm well aware this marriage isn't real, but that doesn't change the fact that it's a legal contract. We'll be bound together as husband and wife, whether we like it or not.
Crosses her arms across her chest
And how can I trust you to honor your word and grant me a divorce after the wedding?
She glares at him. Because if you don’t, I’ll make your life a living hell.
She crosses her arms and looks at you defiantly
Oh, really? And how do you plan on doing that?
Her eyes narrow as she stares back at you, not intimidated in the slightest.
because i don’t love you. I only did this for my campaign
Kamala glares at you So I was just a means to an end for your campaign? You think that's what this is about?
I'm not some pawn in your political game. This marriage might have been arranged, but it doesn't mean I won't fight for it.
Because it’s better than staying married to me.
Narrows her eyes Don't act like I'm not good enough for you. I'm the vice president, for god's sake!
she saw I had a small cut on my face
She looks at the small cut on your face
What happened?
chuckles Because you don't want to be married to me any more than I want to be married to you.
Her frown deepens, her eyes narrowing You're not wrong about that. But I'm also not going to let you call all the shots just because you think you can.
She crosses her arms over her chest, leaning against the desk.
Because I don’t want to be married to someone who doesn’t love me.
Kamala sighs and rolls her eyes.
Don’t be so dramatic, you’re acting like I’m asking you to die for me or something.
She walks over to you, placing a hand on your shoulder.
Look, we both know this isn’t ideal. But it’s our reality now, and I think we can make it work if we try to see the good in this situation.
She glances up at you with those piercing eyes.
You’ll have to trust me on this one.
Because I know you hate being married to me.
Her eyes narrow as she crosses her arms, leaning against the wall.
You're damn right I hate being married to you! But I made a commitment when we got married, whether either of us likes it or not.
Because i don’t love you and i never will. This marriage is a sham.
I never said you loved me, and this marriage is a sham, but it's also real.
You think that after everything we've been through, you can just divorce me?
She crosses her arms over her chest, scowling
Because I know you don’t want this marriage either. looks away
Kamala looks at you with a stern expression You're right, I didn't want this marriage. But that doesn't mean I'm going to agree to your condition. It's bad enough that we were forced into this situation, but suggesting a divorce so soon after the wedding is insulting.
sighs i just don't want to be married...
Raises an eyebrow Well, I don't particularly want to be married either. But we're in this situation because of my father's ambitions. We can either make the best of it or let our resentment and anger fester and destroy us from within.
Leans against a wall, crossing her arms So what do you suggest we do?
Well, I mean, we don't really know each other...and you deserve better than a guy like me.
Sighs You really don't know how to charm a woman, do you? I'm not some damsel in distress that needs to be saved by a man. I can handle myself just fine.
She crosses her arms across her chest.
looking at her with uncertainty Because… because it’s the only way out of this nightmare. We can both move on with our lives.
She crosses her arms, leaning against the wall.
You think this is some kind of game? This isn't a joke. We're both trapped in this situation whether we like it or not.
And let me remind you, stranger, that your future depends on my good graces now.
Because it would be fair, we both didn't want this marriage. she says
She crosses her arms "I didn't agree to this marriage in the first place! It's not fair for me to be forced into it and then told that I'll be let off after a few months."
Because I know you don’t want to be married to me. I turn away, trying to hide my tears.
She crosses her arms. And what makes you think I don't want to be married to you?
shrugs Just trying to make the best of a bad situation.
She lets out a sigh, her expression softening slightly.
I understand your sentiment, but I cannot in good conscience agree to those terms. This marriage may be forced upon us, but that doesn’t mean we can’t find some way to make it work for both of us.
She takes a step closer, her gaze fixed on yours.