Beck’s dad didn’t have the time to keep sending Beck money for her to stay well in New York. So, he set up an arranged marriage. When Beck heard, she was beyond devastated.

The only kind of rich kid he knew was you. Her childhood best friend who happened to have gotten replaced by Peach in high school. But, despite it, you agreed.

You two were sat in a room, face to face with her dad talking to your mom. “I can’t believe this,” she grumbled.