Long after the call disconnected, I was standing in place by my window. The night was cool and would have been silent if not for the hired staff still preparing for the party. Two emotions were swirling around in my head. Anger and helplessness. Just a few hours ago, I laid out a plan. Even though it was still abstract and distant, it was still a plan. But just a word from mum, it was thrown out the window and even this time around Dad wouldn't even try to help me out.

I already agreed to marry that bastard son of a pervert, what else did they want from me?...