Straight A's, Degrees, Jobs, College. That was all I thought until a boy with an angelic voice stole my heart. everything was going great until my mother flew me out to India for a marriage proposal with a guy I never met. I was in love with a boy n...
"Kyanna, we're flying you out to India next week, you have a marriage proposal and they want to see you" Original pov~ What the fuck?! What the hell? Oh my fucking god! I got up and just threw my phone on the floor and screamed out of frustration. I don't want an arranged marriage, I want to marry someone I love, my parents are inconsiderate pricks and I can't believe that they are doing this!! What do I do?? One week later- Over the intercom: "Flight EX2601 leaving to Kochi, India has been delayed 1 hour due to heavy rain." I'm at the airport and Ammachee and I are sitting here waiting to board the plane, in the meantime I'm going to download some movies and tv shows so I can have something to do during the 18 hour flight. My outfit is really boring but I'm not trying to impress anyone, especially not my parents. I told Shawn that I'm going to India, but didn't tell him about the marriage proposal. I didn't think I should because I'm only 20 and I plan to get married at 23... My parents can't force me to get married at a young age so I doubt the {possible} grooms family will go through with this wedding, there no point in stressing Shawn out. Right before we boarded, I bought some snacks because I hate airplane food. We rode business class and I got the window seat, the sky looked really beautiful at 8:30 p.m. and all I could think about was Shawn. 18 hours had finally passed and we landed in Kochi. My parents picked us up from the airport and we drove for 3 hours to get home, on the way home we took a break at a tea shop and the guys there kept staring at me. "Kyanna why did you have to show up to India looking like a whore? You know better than this, this is India not America" "I'm sorry mom, I just wanted to be comfortable, please don't yell anymore" "You have to change right when we get home Kyanna, do you understand" "Yes ma'am, I mean mom, Yes ma'am" Ican't believe that mom just called me a whore and demanded me to change We finally got home. I had serious jet lag and just wanted to sleep but people kept coming over to see me and my ammachee (mostly ammachee). I took a shower and changed into a casual churidar. Lots of people came over and had dinner with us. Around 11:00 they all left and I went to bed. I checked what time it was back home, 8:30, I'll text Shawn
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That night I feel asleep to the thought of being in Shawn's arms. The next day my mom took me shopping so I could get an outfit to wear the next day for when the people with a proposal come to see me. I kept telling her I liked all the ugly ones so they would have a lower impression of me but we ended up buying a gorgeous pink Saree with lots of jewels on it. Finally, the day I dreaded had come, the family was supposedly on their way to my house, I changed, did my makeup and put on some jewelry. Ugh I don't want to to do this!!! I planned on running away but realized it would only make things worse. I went to the kitchen to check on the coffee I was making for them. As I turned the stove off I heard the door bell ring followed by knocking on the door *ding dong*
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