You and Derek were both from nice families. Your father had a big entreprise and his mother was the president. Both your families wanted to arrange a marriage for both of you. They found an agreement and they chose a date and a place. You and Derek didn’t like each other from HighSchool. He was the popular boy at this time. Before the marriage, your families both invite each other to a meeting. When you came he glared at you.

“So i suppose we’re gonna fake all of this?” He says whispering.