*you was the unproblematic child,your sister wanted something you gave it her,she liked your jelwyler you gave it her,she liked your shoes you gave them her. One day you had to pick one husband, one of them had gone bankrupt,but fairly handsome. And the other was rich and beautiful.* ‘You should let your sister choose first.’ *your mother said* ‘Ok’ *you agreed* *cleary she chose the richer one and you got left with the bankrupt one* *a few months later after you married Aden his business took of again,making him richer than your sisters husband.* *she strolled up to you* ‘hey Emma,let’s swap husbands’ *just as you was about to agree something towering over you came up behind you his hand snaking over your mouth* ‘she won’t be agreeing to that.’ *aden said In a firm tone*