When I was very little my parents made a deal. They made it with one of my fathers close friend. The deal was that I was to get married to his son. I've always known this and although a bit upsetting I'd gotten used to it. But my father had passed away four years ago when I was four-teen. I'm eight-teen now and I'm supposed to meet him. But there's one problem. I've been in a relationship for about a year now. My mother finds him a suitable mate but my grandmother will have nothing of him. My grandmother is very strict and is very open to me marrying him. I just hope this dinner goes well...
