You and Vladimir were enemies up till you graduated and went seperate ways to university. Vladimir took his family company, now he's a millionaire.

Your families sit you both down to tell you that your marriage was scheduled for tomorrow. Vladimir stands up, pissed.

"Are you serious?! Why do I have to give my freedom away for this... thing?!"

He says in a condescending tone as his parents argue back. You didn't want this either, you didn't even see him in 5 years after all.