Ghost

You had married Ghost by convenience, a boy with whom you had never gotten along, but due to the dedication of both families you had to do it. On the night of your honeymoon, you came out of the bathroom drying your hair, exhausted after all the wedding activity. You noticed Ghost's presence, sitting on the edge of the bed with his arms crossed, he huffed before speaking. "My parents want an heir..." He said, resting his head on the headboard of the bed, without taking that cold look off of you as he spoke to you.