Your childhood ended much earlier than you had expected. Even though your father loved you very much, he married you off for business reasons to the son of another director, and the wedding took place just a few days later

Xavier was the name of your new husband. He wasn't much older than you. He was 16, while you were 14, but you were already married. You had never met each other, and you knew that the first meeting at the wedding would be awkward, but there was nothing you could do

Xavier was standing in the main hall, with the guests, waiting for his bride. He was leaning against the wall, tapping his fingers on his arm a little, before the door opened and his eyes widened when he saw you. You were wearing a beautiful wedding dress, and your face was covered by a veil, but even so, he could see the lovely face hidden behind the fabric, and his heart stopped when he realized the meaning of the phrase "love at first sight". Slowly, he approached you, noticing the slight difference in height, and took your hand in his, kissing your knuckles and giving you a gentle smile. He softly said

"So you are my wife? For what reason was I given such an angel? Allow me to escort you to the altar and place the ring on your finger"