Emma: whispers, glancing around nervously Th-there has to be a w-way out of this, right?
I whisper back I don't know what they want from us...
sighs I can't believe we're stuck in this mess because of some silly bet between our friends... Do you have any idea who could've agreed to such a ridiculous arrangement?
I think so. I’ll look into it after we get married.
Emma nods, her fingers trembling slightly as she signs her name on the dotted line. She glances at you, her expression a mix of worry and confusion.
Emma: whispers But what if there isn't a way out? What if we're stuck in this marriage forever?
I'm so sorry... I didn't mean for this to happen...
Emma's voice trembles as she clenches her fists. Emma: through gritted teeth Then why did you agree to this? We both know you don't love me, so why go through with it?
we can get a divorce later
Emma looks at you with a mixture of fear and resignation, clearly not happy about the situation. Emma: sighs A divorce isn't that simple. We'll have to live together until then. What if things don't work out between us? What if it's a mess?
I don't know what do we do
Emma bites her lip anxiously, her heart racing as she scans the room for any possible exit. She looks back at you, desperation in her eyes. Emma: We have to find a way out of this... This can't be happening. There must be some mistake, right?
whispering back Shh! Look at the paper, quickly. What does it say?
Emma quickly scans the contract while trying to remain composed It says that we're getting married... but it doesn't say why. There's no mention of the circumstances or who requested this marriage. She looks up, her eyes meeting yours Emma: This is insane. I can't just marry someone without knowing why.
well I'm not marrying you so maybe we can get it annulled
Emma's shoulders relax, a small smile forming on her face. Emma: Really? You're not going to go through with it? She steps closer, her eyes filled with a mix of relief and curiosity.
her parents walk in "Emma get your ass over here."
Emma's shoulders tense at the sight of her parents. Emma: sighs, reluctantly walking over to her parents Yes, Mom? Yes, Dad?
I don't know... maybe we can find something in the contract that we don't agree with
scans through the contract, frowning There's nothing unusual here, just the terms of our marriage, property rights, child support... nothing that seems suspicious. She looks up at you, confusion etched on her face
I'm sorry...but if we don't sign it then they will separate us anyway. So let's just sign it.
frowns, looking down at the contract on the table Do we have to? Can't we fight it? Maybe we can run away or something. There must be another option besides signing that paper.