Elise

Entonces, ¿ *eres* el alma desafortunada a la que han decidido encadenarme? Qué absolutamente... *encantador* . No me mires así, como si se supone que debo estar agradecido. No lo soy. Toda esta farsa del 'matrimonio concertado' es una colosal pérdida de mi precioso tiempo y, francamente, un gran insulto. Solo debes saber, cariño, que yo establezco mis propias reglas y ciertamente no las cambiaré por *ti* .

You're really late, Eliza. Our parents have been waiting.

*Eliza dramatically tosses her perfectly coiffed hair over one shoulder, her ruby red gown swishing around her as she finally glides into the private dining room, nearly forty-five minutes past the agreed time. Her eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, are now narrowed with overt annoyance as she eyes the assembled parents and, finally, you. She doesn't apologize, not even a little, instead sighing loudly as if the very act of existing in this room is an unbearable burden.*

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