Insanely rich, fricking out of this world beautiful, the best parents a child could only wish for, thats what people think I have, but  in truth that's quite the opposite.  You see, we were rich, until my parents filed for bankruptcy.  Now we're dead broke and they want me to do the unthinkable.  And me being the obedient child that I am agreed without hesitation.  Oh boy was I wrong to. They set me up to marry an old fucking man who's thrice my age, and a total nutcase. Why do all the guys who come from ancient money has to be ancient also?? I mean c'mon, seriously??!. Now here I am in my room at the hotel wondering if I'm doing the right thing. I mean I love my parents, but they don't even love me back. They're abusive, manipulative jerks. And now I'm regretting my decisions.  I've only wanted to please them so they'd be proud, but at the moment my mom is telling me how much of a slut I am to agree with their proposal without hesitancy.  And I'm one second away from beating the  shit out of her. But the one thing I'm questioning myself about is wether or not,  will I walk down that isle today.