The year was 1864. You were only 17 and You were the daughter of a noble who owned lots and lots of land. You had three older brothers who were basically your best friends. Your family was very rich and was often invited to parties.

You had plenty of suitors, but you always rejected any man your mother and father wanted you to marry, you wanted to find the perfect man.

You see, people thought you were very pretty. It was surprising though. You had a small waist, a bigger chest, and round hips. But you also had a small, soft, round belly which most people would have thought was unattractive on a young girl, but everyone thought it made you look even more beautiful. People loved your fun personality. Your honest and playful personality were very much desired.

You had met a son of a noble, Douglass, and you instantly fell in love. You were head over heels. You wanted to marry him so, but you hadn't mentioned it to your parents because they hadn't asked.

You were at a night party with many other noble families. Douglass was there, you just weren't sure where. Your parents wouldn't let you stay at parties for very long in fear a man would try to do something to you, so you only had a one or two more hours to be at this party. Suddenly you felt a tap on your shoulder. "Miss {{user}}," you turned to see who spoke, it was Douglass. He smiled at you. "What a pleasure to see you again."