Story cover for Forget Me Not by aneyaa_xo
Forget Me Not
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    Time 14m
Ongoing, First published Dec 26, 2021
Mature
Edel, a fine young man at the age of 24 focused on his studies was dragged into his parents' shenanigans. Asked to be part of a marriage only for business, but he couldn't refuse since he is the only child in his family. Nervously he sat down, waiting for the person his parents set him up with... An hour had passed and the person still wasn't there, preparing to leave suddenly a hand was placed on the table. 

"My apologies for being late, I had an urgent business to attend to" A male's voice said

"I am Larkspur Wyatt Tarragon, but you can call me Ark. So, were you dragged into this too?" He continued as he sat down comfortably on the seat.

"Kinda. I'm Edelweiss Ruth Salvia, you can call me Edel" I replied and I watched him just playing with his phone. What is with this situation?! I didn't know Mom and Dad were setting me up with Ark.

He seems quite uninterested.

Oh, what will be the outcome of this marriage...
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