I was completely swindled by the good-looking young man who came to the school everyday to see me. He would send me letters, give me flowers, and steal kisses whenever he could sneak in to see me. I thought everything was rather romantic, and thought myself falling in love with him. I didn't realize I was too young to understand what love truly meant, and after a few months of knowing him, I agreed to marry him. My family didn't approve when I told them, but he wouldn't back down. I thought it was because he loved me. It was only because he loved my stepfather's money.