Once upon an arranged marriage

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ok. She gazed at herself in the grand, full-length mirror before her, her mind racing with curiosity about the mysterious occasion that had pro

esided. It had always puzzled her why the maids were permitted to live in the sun-kissed main building, while she was re

so far as to assign their most experienced maids to adorn her. These unusual circumstances left Camila with a deep sense of for

een with Camila's elder sister, Olivia, and no one else. But the sudden change in atmosphere toward Camila had l

s that sparkled with opulence. The fabric felt luxurious against her skin, a far cry from the plain cotton dresses she usually wore. Camila couldn't help but gasp at

ormed into a vision of elegance. She felt like a princess from a fairytale, a stark contrast to her usual attire of baggy, oversized cl

lcomed her with a wide, somewhat strained smile, ushering her toward their distinguished guests. Camila, bewilder

mality. Camila's eyes met those of their guests. One of them smiled warmly, looking surprisingly youthful for his age, while the other, who

couldn't help but notice the mischievous dimple that appeared when he smiled. He looked remarkably handsome for a

able beauty. His long, silky brown hair alone could make for a luxurious winter coat. His posture exuded confidence, bordering on arrogance, as he cros

peculiar meeting? Her father's stern look reminded her to greet the guests, so she complied,

at conveyed both strength and warmth. The younger man, Leonardo Vincento, on the other hand, looked at her with a mix of surprise and disdain

in shock. She couldn't believe her parents had orchestrated a marriage without her knowledge or consent. It was a betrayal of trust that stung deeply. “its okay to see me and treat

anticipated marrying someone so much younger. Camila felt exposed and vulnerable under his intense scrutiny

s' lack of consideration was profoundly troubling. She felt betraye

s father, his voice dripping with contempt. "She's nothing more than a child. Just look a

via, too, was distressed by the unexpected turn of events. Camila's

ely now. She had reached a breaking point. "You've locked me away in the back

ime, you have a lot of complaints. You should be grateful for this golden opportunity but here you are saying irrelevant things. I do not care about your opinion; you do not even have a choice because you will be marrying that man sooner than you t

they had betrayed her once again. The reality of her impending marriage to a man she barely knew weighed heavily on her young

h the weight of her parents' decision. She found a secluded bench beneath an ancient oak t

it your taste so perfectly!" The bitterness in his voice, the utter disregard for her feelings, stung like a fre

ncient sentinels. The tree had witnessed generations of her family

ished she could confide in Olivia, her older sister, but Olivia's own bitterness and jealousy made that im

what lay ahead. She needed to find a way to navigate this unexpected twist in her life. He

eeded to learn more about this arrangement and understand why her family had chosen this path

room, sipping tea with their guests. Mrs. Delmour, Olivia's mother, noticed Camila's presence and gave her a w

ady despite the turmoil within. "I would like to know more about t

esire to comfort her daughter. "Camila, it's a complex situation. Your fathe

r, I don't even know Leonardo. And he… he doesn't seem to

Your father believes it's the right decision, but I promise we will try to make the best of this si

quiet, introverted one in the family, overshadowed by her vivacious sister. But she had her

ace and reflection. She knew the challenges that lay ahead wer

ndow, the first stars of the evening twinkling in the darkening sky. She couldn't help but wonder what

s determined to carve out her own destiny and

e willing to marry me off to some man then I’d comply, it’s better to live with a man who im not rel