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“And this is why no one likes my visions.”
You looked him straight in the eye, incensed and oddly sympathetic. "This is why you don't like your visions."
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A humble painter, you have lived your life out of sight, out of mind in your large family, but when your mother arranges an appointment with The Madrigals to determine your future husband, you are not sold on the promise made. You are very much not sold on the fact you're going to be marrying the Bruno Madrigal, a man shorter than you.
As you come to find out, the future is what you make it, and your new husband is willing to make something beautiful with you.
You’re more offended that he’s shorter than you.








