Olivia - Daddy's Solution

I wake up at the crack of dawn, to make breakfast for myself and Daddy. When I enter the kitchen I find Daddy doing push ups on the floor with breakfast ready on the table. I guess he beat me to it.

"Morning princess, did you sleep well last night?"

"I did Daddy."

"Great! That makes one of us. I need to talk to you about something important concerning your future."

He patiently waits for me to finish eating breakfast, it's when I start sipping my coffee that he tells me.

"I've arranged a meeting with you and Tristan Arnaud, a son of a good friend of mine. You have been promised to him as a suitable partner I intend to see it through."

"So I have to marry him with no say in the matter, thanks a lot," I say sarcastically.

"He's a good young man, Liv I'm pretty sure you will be in good hands with him. I wouldn't let you just marry any brute."

"When do I meet him?"

"That's the spirit, I can tell you're curious. This Saturday at the Twin Palms Hotel."

"This Saturday?" So soon? Why?"

"Even though right now I've identified who could have been responsible for your kidnapping. I can't bring them to justice till you are safely married and kept protected. I can't do both, Liv it's not safe for you."

"Oh, I'll go through with it, I won't fight you on this one but what happens if he doesn't like me?"

"Not to worry Liv he'll like you," says Daddy confidently.

I finish breakfast, wash the dishes in the sink and clean up after Daddy.

I excuse myself and go straight to my bedroom and open my laptop to do a search on Tristan Arnaud.

Oh My God! This guy is the epitome of a Ken doll, Barbie's boyfriend I think to myself as I stare at a photo of him. Blonde hair check, blue eyes check, and muscular build check. Dear God I look nothing like a Barbie a far cry from it, how could Daddy not have seen this one coming. So for the record, my looks could be described as average. I had wavy black hair, pale skin and blue eyes. I think at this current moment I resemble a vampire.

I read up all the socials I can on him and find its squeaky clean there are a few photos of him with some girls at parties and hotels but nothing scandalous, hmmm.. I guess Daddy was right he seems like a gentleman of sorts.

I think hard and fast about everything in my wardrobe, great what am I supposed to wear to the meeting? I go over to my wardrobe and pull the doors wide open. it appears I need something smart casual to wear, I pull out all my dresses and spread them on the bed. I choose a turquoise dress with short sleeves and a empire waist with a skirt that flairs out. I match it with a black belt at the waist and a black Vincci handbag and black heels. I'm satisfied with my reflection in the mirror after I've tried everything on.

I wish my mother were here to help me with this or even my new friend Ava but I know Ava is busy and Mom is in heaven. She has been since I lost her when I was three years old, my brother was just an infant at the time. He stays with a Nanny in our home back in Holland. I contemplate calling Ava my friend but think better not after all I don't wish to burden her with my theatrics if you can call it that the sense of rising panic and dread at having to meet someone who might or might not reject you on sight.

I slip out of the dress and put it back into my wardrobe along with my shoes and belt.

My thoughts go back to Andreas my ex boyfriend, I miss seeing him and I wish I could meet him one last time before I meet Tristan. So I text Andreas on WhatsApp, asking him if we can meet briefly to run a scan on who my kidnapper could have been. Now I only have to convince Ava to come along with me to meet him.

Deep breaths Olivia Visser everything will be fine and if all goes well there just might be some love left between you two.