It's the first day of summer. I wake up and do my regular morning routine. Get up. Brush my teeth. Take a shower. Put on cloths and get downstairs and eat breakfast.
Today I decided on white crop top with a floral skater skirt and white converse.
I walked downstairs and looked at my mum and she looked a little worried. Was it something I did? Nah I couldn't do anything wrong.
She wasn't looking in my direction though. She was looking at the door. I turn to look. Hot DAMN!!
"Who is he?"
"Um......" My mom says oh so wondrously.
"Your husband to be." The hot man stated.
What is this? Who is he? I belong to no one.
"Well now you belong to me."
Did I say all that out loud? Dang this is embarrassing? I blushed like crazy.
"Well pack your bags and let's go?"
What!!!????
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Arranged Marriage (Francisco Lachowski and Barbara Palvin)
Teen FictionEmily's grandfather promised his college best friend that if he died he would let his grandchildren have an arranged marriage. Emily Tart lives a normal life. School, friends, parties, and a loving family. Francisco Lachowski is not normal. I mean...
