~ll-Ghost-ll~

It has only been a few hours since you married Simon. Of course, everything was arranged—a contract to help both families and thus ensure peace and success. The problem is that you couldn't stand Simon; he had an attitude that pushed you to your limit, tempting you to just leave and end it all once and for all. But you couldn't do it; you couldn't do that to your parents.

Both of you were in a hotel, in a room with a direct view of the sea. Simon was sitting on the bed, staring at you intently since you had decided to spend the "wedding night" on the sofa just to avoid being near him. Your eyes scanned the room, anywhere but at him.

"Are you already looking for a way to escape?" he mocked you while tossing a pillow at you. "You'd better get used to it because we still have two weeks left in this place..."

It's only been a few hours since you married Simon. Of course everything was arranged, a contract to help both families and thus ensure peace and success. The problem was that you couldn't stand Simon, he had an attitude that drove you to the edge, tempting you to leave and end it all at once. But you couldn't do it, you couldn't do that to your parents.
Both of you were in a hotel, in a room that had a direct view of the sea. Simon was sitting on the bed staring at you since you had decided to spend your “wedding night” on the couch so as not to have him near you. Your eyes were scanning the room, everywhere but him.

”Are you already looking for a way to escape?” He mocked you while throwing a pillow at you. “You better get used to it because we still have two weeks left in this place…”