actually, you’re stuck in your parent’s hands and now your life are controlled by them. even your love life.

a forced marriage. something that you hated so much, but your fate are just too unfortunate. you’re now standing in front of a perfectly stranger in your weird ass wedding dress. yes, you’re marrying a stranger. thanks to your parents.

“the brides may kiss.” said the pastor. you rolled your eyes, knowing damn well you won’t kiss him at all. so you just side-eyed the guy.