imagine this....

you are a beautiful woman or a handsome man born into an incredibly wealthy family, and your life, in terms of marriage candidates and your choice of career, since inception, had been already pre-determined beacuse of your family's wealth. your parents tell you at the age of 25 that you must either marry family A's children, or family B's. you reluctantly choose family A's progeny, and then when you least expect it, you meet a stranger who is like a breath of fresh air...

this person exposes you to the endless possibilities life has to offer, opens doors of perception and wonder you'd never realized while living in your bubble of decadence and academia. you fall in love, and its the kind of love you'd only read about in books and seen in movies... but this was real. more real than anything you'd ever experienced. months later, while deeply involved with your secret love, you realize that you are living two completely different lives. one that is not yours, but which you must live, and the other that is completely yours.

do you leave with this person to start a life full of meaning, depth and true love, thus banning yourself from the riches of your family and the lifestyle it affords? or do you honor the position you've taken with your family?