“Thats so idiotic!” I scoffed.

“What you think is idiotic will help you in the future! I told you when you were fifteen years old’When the time comes, be ready” Mother said in a assertive tone.

“This isn’t what I want, shouldn’t I be able to choose what I do in my own life!” I yelled at mother.

She slapped my face.

“Do not take that tone with me.”

I ran out the room crying. Why am I doing this I should just leave. Matthew knocked the door.

“Hey it’s Matt, you okay?” He asked is a soft voice.

“Yeah, I just…”

He opened the door.

“You don’t have to say it. I know you don’t want to marry me, to be honest I don’t want to marry you but we have to.” He whispered.

“Yep, that’s what happens when you have an arranged marriage.” I chuckled.