Living in the 1800s required two things of women. One, women were supposed to be married off at the age of 18. Two, women were supposed to be obedient and motherly.

And you were neither of those but two days after your 18th birthday, your father had picked out a man for you to marry.

“Dear, come downstairs!” Your father called for you as you rushed downstairs and saw a man with black hair and green eyes standing next to your father, “This is your fiancé, Rapheil.”