It was official. I loathed my parents. Completely and entirely. If it wasn't enough that they tried to control my life as much as possible, they suddenly felt the need to have someone else take over for them when I finally got close to being free. After graduation I was set to get married.

And they'd sent my "fiancee" to come stay with me at school. I was surprised the school was even allowing him to stay here seeing as he's twenty-three-years-old. I walked down the hall sulkily as he talked, warding off his advances whenever he'd try to wrap his arm around me or grab my hand. Sure he was handsome, but. There was nothing there. This wasn't right.

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