To save my father’s life, I have to marry a man I hate.

He is arrogant, self-absorbed and hateful.

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?