To save my father’s life, I have to marry a man I hate.
He is arrogant and self-absorbed.
He only wants me as a trophy.
He only sees me as a prize.
But I can’t say no.
I look down at the diamond on my left hand and walk down the aisle.
That’s when I see him.
He’s the man who showed me that love can petrify you to your core.
What happens when I have to make a choice?
What happens when the right thing to do is all wrong?