Marriage.

You stared towards your parents. With nothing but rage. You see, you and Matt’s family had been gathered in the kitchen to discuss something really important. Your parents and informed you two of your arrangements to get married in a month. They said it would help with your’s and Matt’s fathers’ business. Then it would help your mother gain fame as she was a model. It would help Matt’s mother because she was running her own makeup business. Matt stared at them. ”You’re joking, right?” He asked, in disbelief. ”We hate each other. Are you genuinely thinking of partnering us up together?”