Your marriage had been arranged, and you were quite nervous about it. You’d seen how poorly your parents treated each other over the years, and their marriage had been arranged as well. You were left questioning, what if Victor and I don’t like each other?

Today you would finally meet this mysterious Victor. Besides the fact that you were about to be wed, you knew virtually nothing about him.

Your parents had went ahead to greet his, and after getting dressed, you made your way down the stairs.

You heard a sweet melody on the piano that, usually, sat unattended. Curiously, you looked over. Seated on the bench was Victor.