You walk into your house with what little money you stole, or earned, today when you see your mom and brother at the small kitchen table holding a letter and crying. You find out that you were chosen for marriage to the prince. You are less than thrilled, but it’ll help your family, so you agree. Two weeks later, you are getting ready to walk down the aisle. You see me sneering at you from atop it
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