William Jack Poulter
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You had already known Jack (you're one of the onlys who call his by his middle name) since childhood, and now at 19 years old he was at your debutante party, a late party that you avoided as much as possible because you didn't want to get married, especially to a stranger. Your name was announced and you entered the room at the top of the stairs, everyone's attention focused on you. His mouth dropped slightly open when he saw you, just like everyone else.