G R E E D

P r e f a c e

© Amber Kalkes 2015

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Marriage was not something I looked at with excitement. To me it seemed archaic and unnecessary. My mother had never married. My father had been married twice. Both ended in disaster. In the end, I didn't see how anything involving love or any version of it could end well. It was so messy. Bitterness, broken hearts and misadventures are how such unions usually ended. It was not something I wanted to be a part of by any means.

Unfortunately, my fate or my hand in marriage was not in my control. Arranged marriages had died in the last few decades among the elite classes in most of the western world but unhappy ones were still prevalent. We had criteria to fill when it came to mates and since money, the great motivator was involved, love was just something that we sought in other people. It was how things were and how things would always be.

Money was the reason I ended up looking past my ideas of marriage. Money was the reason my husband even looked twice at me. We both knew what this was, a marriage of convenience and purpose. But things don't always go the way we want them to. Love was never in my cards, I made sure of that but you know what they say about best made plans...eventually, they are laid to waste.