She cast her gaze down without knowing why, and her world threatened to spiral as she listened to her parents welcome their visitor like he was a member of royalty.
What do I do?
It was one thing to disobey her parents for the first time in her life. But to do so in front of a stranger?
"And may I present to you our lovely daughter?"
Countless fears invaded her mind upon hearing George introduce her. She could only think oftwotypes of men who would see nothing wrong with buying himself a bride.
A dirtyoldman with more money than morals.
Or—-
A dirtyyoungerman,also with more money than morals.
"Summerine?"
She tried to lift her gaze, but the thought of spending the rest of her life had Summerine's throat closing up.
It almost...it almost seemed...as if she was about...to...faint.
Now or Never, Pt. 2.
IMEAN IT THIS TIME,Summerine swore as she made eye contact with her reflection. She was dressed in a bridal gown that its designer intended to launch in the upcomingFashion Weekin Paris. It was an intricate creation of silk and lace flowers, and it was just so wonderfully made that it even created a magnificent illusion of Summerine possessing a lovely semblance of cleavage.
But even so.
What good would wearing a fairytale wedding gown do when she didn't even know a single thing about her bridegroom?
It was only three weeks ago that she had fainted at his feet, and Annie had thrown a glass of ice-cold water at Summerine's face to revive her.
"You could've ruined everything for us, you idiot,"her mother had hissed.
"I—-I—-"
"You're lucky Mr. Harcourt is such a pragmatic man. He's already signed the contract. Wedding banns will be posted by tonight, and a notice of your engagement will be in tomorrow's papers."
