“Father, I've asked you, please try not to marry me off to a complete stranger.”“Bridgette, he won’t always be a stranger.”“Who is this man? Look, whoever he is, I'm not interested in arranged marriages.”“So, will you just be single for the rest of your life?! Bridgette, the way you've been handling men isn't right!”“Mom, could you please tell Dad I would appreciate it if he dropped the whole subject? If I'm meant to be in a relationship, then it will happen.”“But how, Bridgette?" Her mom asked, deeply concerned.“I don't know how, mother. But I don't want to marry this way.”"It's our way! This is how we do things in the Reed family!" Her father yelled.******Bridgette Reed sat on the edge of her bed, the dim light filtering through the lace curtains casting intricate shadows on the floor. She stared at the ornate dress that hung limply from its hook, a supposed symbol of joy and celebration. Yet, for her, it was nothing more than a yoke, a heavy chain tethering her to expectat
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