Present to Past

"No I don't want to! I would never allow that! this will never happen!!! ....I don't even know what did I do so bad to you that you are so annoyed with me! that you are so frustrated to even look at me..... that you actually want my husband to marry someone else" sheer anger turned into a nerve wrecking fear and tears rolled down her eyes. Amber was an average looking girl. This marriage was not out of love but an arranged setup between her grandfather and Mark's grandmother. Being brother and sister, they had decided to keep their families together by joining their grandchildren.

Three years ago, Amber had just returned from a trip to Paris with her friends. The moment she entered the house, she was shocked to see all the festive decorations. Her mother hustled her into her grandfather's room and left them alone. " I am the eldest of my siblings" her grandfather's shaky voice stated and with that she had a hunch something big was coming her way. The last time her grandfather said this they had ended up abandoning their birth home to his sister. " it is my duty to keep everyone together and it is your duty to accept all my orders" he lowered his head "but this is not an order. I am requesting you to marry Mark, Ann's grandson" that hit Amber as jolt of lightning. Mark was a known playboy in her circle. They had attended the same university but never crossed paths. Mark was a rude, arrogant playboy and Amber wanted nothing to do with him whether they were family or no family. Mark on the other hand never considered Amber as his type. She was short, those curly hairs of her were always tangled and oh how he hated those freckles around her little nose. His type was Rose, the beauty of the school.