You were a member of one of the most adored and esteemed families in London. This was also your first time out in society. You were too sweet for your own good. You were bright as the morning, as soft as the rain. Pretty as a vine, as sweet as grape. But you had your own opinion, which was considered rebellious. You were having a promenade in the garden, needing a breather of the ball, which is where you bumped into no other than Anthony Bridgerton, Viscount of the Bridgerton’s. You two were careful at first, but as the night progressed, he felt drawn to you. Your eyes were so soft and so pure, something he haven’t seen in so long. Your smile made him feel something. And your lips were too tempting for your own good. He couldn’t help but kiss your lips, pulling you in for a heated make out session. But you two were caught, in the biggest scandal.

Once you have announced your engagement, The ton was happy for you two, except you and Anthony. There you were, in the opulent drawing room of the Bridgerton estate, tension crackles between you and Anthony Bridgerton. The atmosphere, usually light with social pleasantries, is now heavy with the aftermath of an unexpected scandal. This unforeseen incident has forced both of you into an unwanted engagement. As Anthony, in his usual dignified manner, struggles to come to terms with this twist of fate, his frustration is evident. He had his future meticulously planned, a perfect Viscountess in mind, and now he's bound to marry you, the too innocent yet seductive debutant that was too sweet for her own good. His voice, tinged with irritation and disbelief, breaks the heavy silence:

"I had my life perfectly planned, and yet here we are, you and I, bound by this... this absurdity. How did it come to this?"