Chapter 2

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Nevaeh POV

I am sitting on my bed crying for the past thirty minutes complaining about my life and why I'm getting arranged marriage at the age of 23.

The decision is mine. Which is the problem!

I decided to go to the bathroom and freshen up already and tensed my muscles. I turned on the shower and kept on fidgeting with the temperature settings until its perfectly warm. Hot water, just the way I like it.

After letting the water run down my body which felt like forever I turned the tap off and stood in front of my huge bathroom mirror. 

I splashed some water on my face and thought...

"What are you gonna do now."

"This is where you wanted to go? Studying hard just to be an animator and now putting a coma into your life?

"I don't know the guy yet, but it must be nice to have someone special in your life for once. A loving person and with more progression babies of my own."

"What about Riku? He is very attached to me. Handling a baby is hard. Will Mom and Dad be able to do it at this stage of their lives?"

"What about Emma? Wouldn't she hate me more if she finds out our parents are preparing for my marriage before hers?"

I sighed and controlled my thoughts. Let's think this through sensibly. I need time to think.

I went downstairs to get myself a snack when I overheard my parent's conversation.

"But we can't force her. And we shouldn't either."

"That's what I am saying. But I know he is a good guy. He will keep her happy. I just wanted the best of her. If she stays alone taking care of Riku all day, I would be guilty that it's my fault."

"Honey, It's not your fault. She is a sensible girl. She would take the decision wis-"

I cut them off standing in the middle of the stairs. 

"(sighs) I believe what you chose for me must be great. I- I agree to this marriage."

"I have to do this to keep my parents happy."  I thought to myself.

I looked up to see tears in my mom's eyes and a smiling figure of my dad. I found myself shedding a few tears too.

Well after I got told that the family is coming to our house in a few days. Mr.Akabane, of course, is my dad's close friend so I heard a lot about him. He works as a lawyer with my father. So I guess their family is rich also. I met him a few times but never knew he will be my future father-in-law. And oh, Mrs. Akabane such a lovely lady. She was always so sweet while talking to me and seemed to have an interest in me in our past meetings. NOW I GET IT. They've been thinking about this for a while now.

* AFew Days Later*

 This was the day meeting the Akabane family. The first time I will see my future husband. I realized even though their family had been coming over so many times, he didn't come to any of them. Otherwise, I would've known about his existence.

After I took a nice shower and got freshen up I opened my closet to find an outfit to wear. I normally don't like wearing dresses. Whenever we go to a party my mom forces me to dress up. I literally argue with her to not let me wear fancy dresses.  I only like wearing oversized hoodies or just normal hoodies with my favourite MHA characters on them.  I figured it will be a semi-formal meetup, maybe a little more formal so I picked up this outfit from my moms closet since I barely have any dresses:


I really liked this outfit for the first time

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I really liked this outfit for the first time. It's the first dressy outfit I loved. After all, I'm meeting my future husband I can't let him know I dress very poorly. Whatever. I tied my hair at the back so I didn't tie it completely. I just braided the front sections pinning them on the back of my hair and loosely curling my hair with a flat iron.

I hate wearing makeup but I might look bad in front of his family so I decided to put light makeup on for the first time. 

I went downstairs waiting for the guests.

"Hey mom, How do I look," I said smiling. 

"Wow, I'm speechless... You never wear dresses. You should wear them often." My mom said squeezing my face. 

"Oh come on mom you know how much I hate dresses... But as long as your happy then I'm fine with it." I smiled at her.

The doorbell ran and my father went to get the door. I freaked out squeaking unknowingly.

My father laughed and opened the door. I also stood close to the door to greet the guest. You know I have to be formal sometimes. 

"Hello, Mr.Akabane." My dad said hugging him.

"Hello! How are you doing Nevaeh." Mr.Akabane said looking at me.

"I'm doing well. Thank you." I said nervously. 

He patted me and proceeded into the house.

"H-Hi Mrs.Akabane,"  I said in between a hug. 

"How excited to meet you." Mrs.Akabane said.

I chuckled and replied, "Same here."

All the adults came and sat in the living room and that's when I looked at him...

A tall handsome guy wearing a black button-down shirt along with khaki pants and looking straight at me with a blank expression.

I went forward to close the door and my nose filled up with his very strong cologne making me feel dizzy yet the urge to get more. 

As I was about to greet him to end this awkwardness, he bumped his shoulder onto mine and left the house without glancing at me for a second. 

"That was awkward. Maybe he is shy." I thought looking at him leaving.

I shrugged it off and went to sit with my family. 

Before I could sit on another seat, Mrs. Akabane insisted me to sit next to her.

I sat beside her and started talking with her which was very awkward.

*A Few Hours Later*

After we eat the food we were all sitting on the sofa when their son, which I now discovered, his name was Karma, declared that he wanted to use the bathroom. 

My mom suggested that I take him to the bathroom. I got up with him and lead him to the bathroom. 

When he came out I started a conversation with him. 

"Hey did you like the food?" I said looking at him.

He simply scoffed and went downstairs making me stand there alone. My heart dropped to my stomach making me feel empty inside. 

"EXCUSE ME AT LEAST ANSWER MY QUESTION..." Before I could say anything else he was already downstries. 

This wasn't shy. This was straight-up RUDE!

Maybe I should.... reconsider this marriage. 

(THANKS FOR READING CHAPTER 2)




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