The Pensive Gentleman
the first lady says, and pulls at a string around her neck, revealing her media tag.
There's no doubt the man in question is Marciano D'amato. There's nothing I've heard about him that doesn't make my knees weaken, and further strengthen my resolve to escape this marriage.
I can't possibly get married to a man like him.
As if on cue, the immediate family members appear, holding on to the coffin, and right in front of them is the man I'm set to marry.
He's tall, really tall, with muscle-filled arms and chest. And from where I'm standing, I can see that his face is set in a deep frown.
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