I was compelled to wed in place of my sibling, and I walked down the aisle entirely unaccompanied. In a bid to make my escape, I found myself hopping into a car, only to discover that the driver was my paramour. Without realizing my predicament, my lover disclosed that her beau was elderly and unattractive. She expressed a desire to return home, and from that moment on, misinterpretation was rife.