I woke up with a dull but painful headache which usually happened to me when u cried. My throat was sore and I knew my eyes would be puffy. I sighed heavily and through the covers off placing swinging bother legs over the edge of the bed and sitting myself up. I shuffled over to the phone on the other side of my bed when I realized I could have just rolled over and picked it up, I groaned and plopped down on the bed. I picked up the red phone in my hands and dialled 4 for the kitchen it rang a few times before someone finally answered I ordered some aspirin, an ice pack, peanut butter toast and hot chocolate before laying back down in my comfy bed. I tried my hardest not to fall back to sleep with immense difficulty...I didn't want to be asleep when they delivered my breakfast. Normally I would go and eat breakfast with Father and Step-Mother but I was in no mood to see either one of them today and especially not with my headache.

After a few more minutes of lying in bed I hear a gentle rap on the door I turn my head towards it and say "come in" the door slowly swings open and one of the servants has a silver tray with everything I asked for, she sets it down next to me on the bed. "Anything else Ma'am?" I give her half a smile and reply "No. Thank you...ahh actually yes I am not feeling well please tell my tutors and father I will not be completing my activities or coming out of my room today." She looks at me confused but quickly brushes it off and nods curtly before exiting the room.

I sit myself up on the bed and grab my breakfast tray in my hands and rest it on my lap carefully as to not spill anything. I took the aspirin first and then ate some of my breakfast but not all of it because I wasn’t very hungry I realised I then set the ray aside got out of bed and set the tray outside the door ready for the servants to come and clean it up.

I then went back into bed and curled up into a ball trying to think of what to do about my situation. I didn’t want to marry Charles I just didn’t! I should get married because I am in love not because of power and wealth or because my father wants me too. However father was wise and always normally right when it came to business or money decisions after all that’s how we became so rich but marriage to someone I barely knew frankly just frightened me. Although Charles did seem nice and was quite handsome I mean could do a lot worse and if I did marry him I would never be poor or feel the strain of stress like the poor did. Maybe overtime I could grow to love him…

Father would only do this if he thought it best for me and as much as I hate to admit it he is doing the best for me. I would not survive being poor I am to precious! I just have to suck it up and marry the young man, he would provide well for me and I will be sitting pretty for the rest of my life. I sighed and then I dialled 3 on the phone for father’s office it rang once and then answered “Elise?” he asks hurriedly. “Yes father…yes I will marry him.” I say as every ounce of my being retaliates saying NO DON’T SAY IT! DON’T DO IT! JUST SAY NO!  “You’re doing the right thing Elise.” He simply answers and I just hang up on him.

I sink back into my bed and sob into my pillow thinking about my future never getting to experience the joy of finding my own love…living life by my father’s rules.

The phone then rings again…. “Elise?” I hear an unfamiliar voice ask.

“Speaking.” I reply curiously.

 “This is Charles…i- I was wondering if you would perhaps like to go for a drive with me.”

I was about to say no but then thought it through...he was my fiance and I probably should get to know him. "Elise?" Oh right he was still waiting for me to respond. "Yes Charles pick me up in say 30 minutes?" "That sounds great I shall see you then." And then he hung up. I dragged myself out of bed yet I've again and walked to my WIR, I picked out an orange long sleeved top white high waisted shorts and flats to match. I made my way to my bathroom and fixed my golden blonde hair into the way I liked it and then fixed up my make up.

I walked out the front door and down the front steps and waited for Charles to arrive. He eventually did arrive about 30 minutes later.... He was late and I didn't like late people or whether I was conflicted because of me not really want if to marry him...I could just be picking on any little thing of him. I sighed and got up off the steps as he got out and opened the door for me...here goes nothing I suppose.

A/N
So there is a picture of Elise and what she is wearing up the top. :) I'm sorry this chapter is so short but I promise more will happen in the next one!