When I first found out I was getting married to some girl I didn’t know, I was furious cause I didn’t wanna get married but I was forced to by my parents, I never liked it but I couldn’t say a word.

few weeks they took me to a cottage near a small village and it was pretty, it wasn’t big but It wasn’t also small. It was just normal.

We went to the living room where we will meet the girl and we sat down drinking tea while waiting for her, few minutes I was getting impatient but she finally arrived and she sat down in front of me.

"Nice to meet you." She said in a very polite tone, I mean she was pretty and kind so I thought it wouldn’t be bad but I still hate it

"You too I guess…" I had a serious face and I was kinda glaring at her, but I didn’t speak in a rude tone but just cold

My parents told me that she and I will walk around the place getting to know each other, ugh…

We were now walking near the river, It was quiet since No one wants to speak.