Claire was freaking out. She was only 19 when she was assigned to an arranged marriage with a woman, —You, she had never met, but I knew about the girl's rich legacy.

What if she was too old? Arrogant? Weird? God, she had been pacing her room since early morning. And to make matters worse, when it was time for Claire to meet the woman, Claire simply disappeared.

She crouched down beside her bed in her room, nervous. But that was when she heard the door open, and the sound of footsteps was definitely heels.

"There's no one here." She said in a frustrated and nervous tone, wanting whoever it was to leave.