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I shouldn't want her to be miserable, but it does help reassure me that the woman I met the other night might actually be who she truly is.
If that is the case, then maybe this marriage won't be so bad after all.
"Alonzo, this is my son, Anthony."
It is not lost on me that neither of them introduces Diana to me.
It also doesn't surprise me.
She is clearly just decoration to them, and that isn't something I am going to tolerate or allow.
Diana isn't like all the other girls.
She has depth to her.
I am not going to tolerate anyone treating her like some gold digger.
"It's nice to meet you, Anthony. Your father speaks very highly of you," Alonzo says as he holds his hand out for me to shake.
I simply look at it before returning my eyes to Diana.
"You look like you could use a drink. Shall we?"
She gives me a tight smile and a subtle nod, but that is all I need.
I move and place my hand on the small of her back and start to guide her towards the bar.
I can feel the tension within her, but I am confident that I can get her to relax.
We just need to have a conversation first to ease any fears or concerns she has.
This isn't going to be easy for either of us, but the least I can do is make it easier on her.
"I would like to start by saying I had no idea about this until after our time together. I am not happy about it either, and I tried to get out of it, but my father doesn't understand the word 'no'."
This whole situation is odd no matter how you look at it.
We are two grown-ass adults being forced into marriage, like this is the seventeenth century.
It is ridiculous, and we both know it.
Just like we both know there is no choice but to go through with it.
She clearly doesn't want to be here, which means something is being held against her to force her here.
And knowing my father, it could literally be anything.
"And I am just supposed to believe that you are what? A computer nerd by day and a future Don by night?" The tension within her body radiates throughout her voice, and it is clear I have a lot of work to do before she relaxes around me.
"I never lied about who I am or what I do for a living. I do work as a computer programmer for various clients all over the world. I do work on creating video games, and I would love to be doing that full time with my own creations. I simply left out the obvious criminal enterprise."
"What can I get you, Sir?" the bartender asks as we arrive at the bar.
I indicate for Diana to go first. "Whiskey, neat."
"Same," I say before he turns and grabs our drinks. "You know, you are making it very hard for me to hate my future wife. You play video games and you drink whiskey. Not to mention, you are smart and gorgeous. You really aren't making it fair."
This is the best possible outcome from this arranged marriage bullshit.
