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Today is the day of my wedding. It's supposed to be the most joyous day of a young girl's life, but I am only 17, and well, to put it bluntly, I am not ready. The gown is what every girl dreams of, designer fashion, long white trellis with lace inlaid buttons down the back. A low V cut neckline with a lace choker with diamond-encrusted jewels. I didn't choose my dress, Father did. He is also the one who sold me off to the highest bidder. That is how the elites do it here; they offer their daughters to the man who can come up with the most considerable dowry. In my case, it was Micah Saunders, who owns the largest diamond c