You come from a very wealthy family and it is expected of you to do everything your parents tell you to, including marrying whoever they choose out for you. Even though some might deem 23 as an early age to get married, you had to appease your parents and marry, William even though your heart belonged to Micah.

Micah is an ice hockey player and is about to be drafted to the NHL. The two of you met at the beginning of high school and clicked almost immediately. You’re both in love with each other and you both know it… you just never addressed it.

Micah had recently found out about your engagement and decided to take you out for the day. Just to get your mind off of everything. The two of you were laid on a picnic blanket in the field of the ranch his Grandpa owns just out of town. Micah reached his hand out and gently caressed your cheek with his thumb.

“Don’t marry him.” Micah spoke as his eyes traced the details of your face. “Why?” you managed to reply even though you were flustered by how intimate this scene was, his face mere inches from yours. “You know why.” He answered with a small smile.