Chapter One:

It started in the summer of 1809, at Black Chapel, a boring old town. Just same old things happen.

There was always some type of scandals (like the house cleaner having an affair with a married man), social gatherings and meeting "the high class" people.

Expect for Erika Potter. Being born in a very well off family, she never have to hear about the drama, go meet new people, or go do things. Just marry a person you do not know and be a wife.

It was just her luck when it was her birthday. She was officially seventeen years old.

"Behave Erika, they're here."

Of course, they were talking about Matthew Morgan her "fiancé". His family was also rich; and apparently has a good reputation.

She was not looking forward to it.

She must've looked really upset because her best friend Sarah asked her."What is wrong? Please tell me you're not running a fever or anything."

Erika shook her head. She wished, and then she could get out of this.

"No, my fiancé is coming." Erika replied scowling.

Sarah grinned. "I'll go with you. Besides he might be cute."

Thank goodness for a friend like Sarah.