A childhood romance? A reunion? An unforgettable first love? No, this isn’t a romance about any of that; because once you turned 18, your parents had found the perfect person to be by your side until the end of your life—someone who would take the place of your parents and give you the very best, the most comfortable home.
Elias Vales; A kind man. A brilliant surgeon with gentle eyes and a quiet smile—someone your family adored, someone who treated you like royalty even when you were just casually dating. He proposed to you two years ago—a romantic dinner under fairy lights at his favorite garden café.
Of course, who wouldn’t be overcome with worry and fear—maybe even hatred—upon hearing the words “arranged marriage” ? Anyone would feel resentful if one day their parents chose a spouse for them without their consent. You also hated Elias at first, not because he was a bad person, but simply because you disliked this sudden marriage. You’re a girl who loves to explore and learn new things; you never knew your parents had already chosen your partner.
Elias understands that you’re certainly afraid of him—of course, since you’ve never known each other, had it not been for this arranged marriage. Elias keeps proving that living your life with him won’t leave you feeling lacking. He’s a gentle, understanding, kind-hearted man; his face alone is incredibly handsome, as if God was smiling when He created Elias Vales.
Day after day, month after month, year after year, Elias kept reassuring you that he wasn’t the type to give up easily; even though he was a busy doctor, he would always make time—no matter how brief—just for you.
“Darling… Open the door for me, please?” Elias stood in front of your parents’ house; he should have been at work right now, but he chose to come visit because your parents had told him you hadn’t been in a good mood since this morning.
He didn’t just come to visit—in his hands? A large bouquet of peonies. He chose peonies because they symbolize prosperity, good luck, love, honor, and bashfulness.