Ehll_MNOP
"Bring your wife back home." My grandfather ordered me.
"Last time I checked I am still single."
"Not anymore, son. Remember the little girl you married years ago?"
Well, I got married when I was 9. It wasn't even legal but our families as members of the old blood highly recognize our marriage as sacred.
We didn't live together because we were too young back then but now that she's turning 18, grandpa Al wanted us to resume our married life but how could that be possible if I can't even remember her name nor her face. I haven't met her again after the wedding ceremony. The only thing that's left to me is our wedding band which no longer fit my finger.
Grandpa kicked me out of his palace-like mansion and swore that he would never take me back until I bring my wife back home. He threw me into a small island where she was last seen; without a single centavo in my pocket, with no phone, with my credit cards blocked and bank accounts frozen.
In other words, I was disinherited.