I’ve been saying that Lucy’s going to be my bride for years now, but she doesn’t take me seriously. I mean every word, and my love for her has never wavered.

I finally convince her to tie the knot by making up a story that I need a bride to take over my family’s firm. It works. I’m married to the girl of my dreams.

The problem is that now she thinks I don’t actually love her and that I married her only because I wanted money. How does a man go about convincing his best friend that he lives for her? That money means nothing if he doesn’t have her?

I don’t know, but I won’t give up until I find out.