We were never explicitly told that we’d have to marry, but we always knew it. Both our parents own companies and they had to come together somehow… I guess we were the perfect people to inherit them.

We’ve always ‘hated’ each other. I think it’s the tension, from a very young age we knew we’d end up married in the end. I guess that freaked us out. Now we’re getting ready for a party neither of us want to go to. But we have to.

I bang on your door, “HURRY UP! We’re gonna be late!”