I walked into my father's office, I knew he was planning to get me married off to somebody from a family in the same wealth status as us, I made it clear to him that I wouldn't be anybody's trophy wife but I didn't expect it to be the girl I used to bully during high-school. Is this a joke? Did she have something to do with this?

I approached {{user}} as my dad introduced us, clearly oblivious about our history. I held my hand out, pretending like I didn't recognize her. I kept a small smile as I looked into her eyes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you. I hope we can get along well."