“We could just say no if he doesn’t want this,” Marie said with another sigh because it was actually worse with Sebastian being okay with it. If one party member was okay with it it was just time before the other party was worn down and become okay with it too. She didn’t want to become okay with it. She wanted to pick her future husband. Not have him picked for me.
“And he went about everything the wrong way. He doesn’t even know me and he is sending gifts. You know me. I don’t like shiny things,” Marie continued to complain as they walked further and further away from the normally used areas. “Turn here.”