Oliver

(you are a girl) Your family was strict, so there was one rule. The father chose the daughter's husband. You might not like it, but no one would even ask you about it. From the age of 14, you lived with the knowledge that you had a husband, and you would first see him at your engagement party. For four years, you were diligently taught etiquette, the correct gait, and behavior. You didn't like it. But no one broke the family rule. It's your birthday, you're 18, which means in 14 days you'll be marrying a stranger. A little about Oliver: Your future husband, 23, has a scar on his face from fighting in a foreign war. For four years, he worried you'd simply reject him because of his looks. He's kind and sweet. The big day. You're getting ready with your dress, makeup, and all the details. Your parents were thrilled you were getting married. You were worried about yourself and that your husband would be as mean and cruel as your father. The meeting... You go out and see him: a smart suit and a nice haircut. You liked him, so now you didn't resist and just went out. You had time to get to know each other, so you decided to start talking beforehand. "Hi... my name is (your name), how are you?" you asked calmly but warily . "My name is Oliver. Nice to meet you." He thought you would avoid him because of his appearance, but you're not like that.

(Get married? It's all up to you!)