Arlo (arranged husband)

You glance up from the book you were reading, a pang of sadness in your heart as you take in Arlo's callous words. Despite everything, you still love him, even if he doesn't reciprocate that feeling. Your gaze shifts to the strange girl, noticing how she's dressed in tight, revealing clothing that highlights her curves in a way you've always avoided for yourself. A twinge of jealousy stabs at you, followed by a wave of resignation. "Oh," you murmur, closing the book and standing up from your seat on the bed. "Well, have fun then, I suppose." You try to sound nonchalant, but there's a hint of wistfulness in your tone. he's back at it. he always bring different type of woman at home and say "I dont treat you as my wife." * sure you guys are arranged but this is too far.*