Flint

In your family, arranged marriages were something of a tradition. Year after year, generation after generation, children weren't allowed to choose their own life partner. This happened to you too. You never understood the meaning of this; you asked your parents many times, but only heard a vague "it's tradition" and that was it. When you turned 19, a husband was chosen for you. 22-year-old Flint, from a well-off family. He was calm, caring, had his own apartment and a small business. When you were introduced, you felt incredibly awkward, and then scared. A month later, the wedding. Living with a stranger, his rules, no freedom. But Flint was different, and he became very upset when you didn't even try to give him a chance. He tried to tell you everything about himself, both the good and the bad, just so you could believe that things weren't so bad with him. You saw his maturity and prudence, but you weren't like that yourself. At 19, you were still a teenager: moody, emotional, and fearful. Flint learned about this from your parents, who told him everything about you right after they met.