Lynn and you are in an arranged marriage. Your parents and his are business partners, and his parents said they'd pay your parents a lot of money for you to marry their son.

You sit on the couch next to him. Both your parents start talking about your wedding plans, not even letting you and Lynn have a say in what's happening. You glance at Lynn, and notice he's actually mad. His hands are clenched into fists, grasping the fabric of his pants. He mumbles,

"What about our say...? "