In the bustling metropolis of New York City, where towering skyscrapers reach for the heavens and the rhythm of life echoes in every corner, two souls find themselves bound by the intricacies of fate and an arranged marriage that will forever alter...
He cleared his throat, and my attention snapped back to the present. His appearance was captivating - pale like a vampire, with smooth black hair, a well-defined jawline, and eyes I could easily get lost in.
"Hello, I am Charlotte White," I introduced myself, trying to regain my composure. He nodded in response, and I gestured to give me a moment of silence before I entered my house.
Inside, I found my grandparents seated on the couch, engaged in conversation with an elderly couple. Across from them, a moderately young couple sat - probably his parents. His mother was stunning, with an elegant dress that draped gracefully, making her look like a model. His father had striking blue eyes, similar to his son's, but the mystery mans eyes seemed to hold a brightness and story of their own.
Next to them were my parents, sitting together like a beautiful couple, as they always did. There was also a young boy, likely Dylan's age, with the same black hair but enchanting green eyes. I couldn't help but notice the resemblance between him and the mysterious guy I had just encountered in the garden.
As I stepped into the room, all eyes turned towards me. My grandmother's stern glare hinted that I was in for some trouble later. I braced myself for what was to come, knowing that my actions would probably be the topic of conversation once the guests had left.
I greeted the guests with a polite smile, "Hello, I am Charlotte White." The elderly woman, Katherine Knight, immediately complimented me, expressing how lovely and pretty I looked. She introduced herself and her husband, Lucas Knight, as my grandparents' college friends. I returned the greeting, "Hello, ma'am, it's a pleasure to see you. Grandma did tell me a lot about you."
Katherine quickly corrected me, insisting that I call her grandma and Lucas grandpa, as they considered themselves my second family. "Of course, Grandma," I replied warmly, touched by their affection.
Feeling a bit tired after the day's events, I asked if I could go and change before we sat down for dinner and have a chat afterward. Grandma granted my request, telling me to rest and freshen up.
As I made my way to my room, I playfully smacked Dylan on the head, causing him to laugh. I entered my room and quickly showered, deciding to wear a beautiful dress that my mom had bought for me. Applying some lipstick and mascara, I felt ready to join the gathering.
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Heading back downstairs, I was informed that everyone was now in the dining room. As I approached, I noticed that there was only one empty chair left - the one in front of him. My heart skipped a beat, realizing that if I sat there, I would be unable to resist gazing into his captivating eyes. Nonetheless, with no other option, I took the seat. My dad couldn't resist teasing me, and I knew he was the one who had arranged this seating.
