Anna and Jonathan: The Arranged Marriage
Somewhere between the letters and the laughter and the quiet afternoons in that library, I had fallen for a woman who belonged, at least on paper, to my best friend, and I had no idea what I intended to do about it, only that walking away from her now felt as impossible as staying.
I thought back to the day Jonathan first told me about the arrangement, years ago now, sitting in his father's study with a drink neither of us had wanted, complaining about the woman he was being forced to marry as though she were an inconvenient line item in a contract rather than a person. I had laughed along with him then, because that was what friends did, and I had never once imagined that the woman he descr
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