On the tenth year of being together, Ryan Carter asked me to be the videographer at his wedding.

I was stunned. I asked if he had misspoken and meant to propose.

He gave a helpless smile.

"Victoria, you're just an orphan with no parents. How can you even dream of marrying me?"

"Consider it a kindness from me to let you witness my happiness firsthand."

But he once said, "Victoria, you have no family. We will get married, and I will be your family."

I didn’t cry or make a scene. I asked for a breakup, yet he locked me in the apartment.

"As long as you behave, I can take care of you. Don’t make me angry."

He didn’t know. My biological parents had already found me.

And my biological parents were the very owners of the family he wanted to marry into.