An Empire Of Broken Wine Bottles

Arranged marriages, they don't happen anymore, they just don't. Except...you've found yourself in one, and for lack of a reason. You aren't a supplied a 'why', a 'who' or even a 'how'. All you know is that you dread the incoming union with every fiber of your being, and nothing can change your mind about how you feel. Nothing at all.
Except maybe...well, we'll see, won't we?