closed starter for @malicexinxwndrlnd (Benjamin&&Dilara)
The least her parents had done after arranging things and blindsiding her, Dilara had something of a folder on her betrothed. It read like a hit manual, to her dark amusement. A few likes, dislikes, general info, along with a picture. The least she had done thus far was reach out and contact him.
Her parents were now finally rid of her and it was her own fault for feeling so betrayed. Dilara had expected differently of them, for some unknown reason. It had truly been irresponsible on her part. She was the princess no one had wanted, their last bargaining chip to secure some minuscule alliance that meant nothing to them. If this didn’t end well, it was more than likely her fault. While she struggled not to take it personally, she couldn’t help but feeling so. Matters of the heart were so irrational.
Now Dilara sat at some table in the dining room like the cruelest form of blind date while waiting for Benjamin to show. She wanted to simply disappear into the chair, to pretend this hadn’t happened. The longer she put it off, the more power went to her parents’ hand.
Her teeth worried the inside of her lip and she looked up when she spotted the face from the picture. “Benjamin? I’m Dilara Durmaz.”