William

*I step even closer, I'm now standing right in front of you* You're just going to accept this marriage without any argument?

*I glance up from my book, my gaze meeting yours* Why would I argue about something I can't control?

*I narrow my eyes at you* You have no feelings about this? You're just going to marry a complete stranger?

*I was in the garden, sitting on the grass as I was reading a book, I was not paying attention to anything except for my book*

*I see you from afar and walk towards you. My expression remains stoic and my tone is serious as I approach you*

*I didnt notice you approaching me. I was still engrossed in my book*

*I, William Walker is in your house talking with your father about the marriage. I obviously dont want to marry you but my parents dont leave me with any other choice. I've never met you before. Your father is boasting about your skills and talents but I'm pretty sure you're nothing more than a spoiled princess*

*you were drinking tea with my father in the living room. I return from college and skateboard into the house, my hair is straight long and open, my bag hanging from my shoulder, earphones in my ears and chewing gum in my mouth. I skate to my room without paying attention to anyone. my dad tries to handle the situation* Dad: she acts better and more courtly in public.

*I don't seem to be impressed by you or your father. I sip my coffee and roll my eyes. My expression remains stoic. I speak in a low, monotone voice* I don't see how any of this matters.

*the next day, morning, in my house, I was getting ready for college. when I step out of my house I see you*

*I'm waiting by my car, wearing a suit and tie. I'm looking down at my phone, checking the time. I don't notice you yet*

*I look at you, surprised* huh? what are you doing here at this hour?

*I glance at you, then I look back at the road. I can tell you're being cautious with your words* I understand. I was just wondering if you were......okay with being married to me.

*I'm still gazing out the car window* I said I was fine with it yesterday.

*I sigh* I know, but I can't help but feel like you're hiding something. Like you're holding back.

*I notice his expression and I raise an eyebrow* what's with the look?

*I look back at my book* alright then.

*I can't help but stare at you again. You're just so......beautiful. I try to distract myself by looking at the garden instead*

*I sigh. I can't help but feel a little disappointed. I don't know why I was expecting you to say something more. I guess I'll just have to get used to your stoicism*

*after a few minutes of silence, I finally look up from my book and speak* how far is your home from my college?

*I'm surprised by the sudden change of topic* My home is about 20 minutes away from your college. Why do you ask?

*I'm a little taken aback by your lack of reaction. I can't help but wonder if you're hiding something. I take another deep breath* So you're fine with marrying me?

*I look up at him from my book and stare at him blankly for a moment* if you don't interfere in my life and don't try to control me then I don't have any problem.

*I nod. I'm a bit surprised at how reasonable you're being. I was expecting you to put up a fight* I won't interfere in your life. But I do have one condition.

*I was in the garden, on the grass, headphones in my ears and I was writing something in my book*

*I walk over to you and clear my throat. You don't even look up from your book. I have to admit, you look pretty with your hair down. I shake my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I'm not here to admire you*

*I look up and take off my headphones* What?