A few months ago...

Kenneth McBride sulked in his room because he didn't want to face the woman he was going to marry. Kenneth sat in front of his window looking out at the sea breaking against the rocks and the seagulls that circled catching the winds. Kenneth's room was filled with growing darkness, the shades drawn to keep the light out. His dark hair unkempt, tousled over his eyes. His chin stubble scraped his hand as he ran it over his face.

In the other room, he could hear his mother arguing with Gabriel McBride regarding his arranged marriage to Claire Beckham. Kenneth just learned about arranged marriage, and...