Fiasco

My ride home was absurd but I'd made a decision so far. I was putting a stop to this madness. I'm a successful business mogul. I need to live up to my reputation. I have to take responsibility. To make my family proud.

I pressed the bell but no one opened it. I waited for someone to open the door hence I decided to use my spare key instead. I strode into the living room walking into some sort of discussion though it was incoherent but I could tell it was a huge argument.

Imagine what I saw, dad and Isabella are having a fit about something which is clearly annoying Isabella by the look on her face.

I slowed my pace to listen in. I wasn't eavesdropping. I just wanted to know what made Isabella upset. I think this is it.

" I'm not marrying someone who I don't know. I am in love with someone else" marriage? Was Dad planning an arranged marriage already?

" My mind is made up. You're marrying him whether you like it or not. It's your duty to this family" dad yelled with finality.