THE ARRANGED BRIDE
If I had to go through this farce that would be my marriage, at least I could find a way to make it bearable.
Add second by second, minute by minute, and then every detail never goes hard. Sharon, God bless her, was quick, and together we ironed all of those little details out where she would stay, how we would meet, and what excuse I could find for sneaking away from Olivia. By the time we finished, I swear to God, it felt like a pretty tight plan, at least almost foolproof.
"So now you just have to convince your parents," Sharon said, leaning back on the couch, her broad grin of satisfaction stamped across her face.
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