He squeeze me cheeks till they turned red. " You will be mine forever. " He stated. I looked over at the ink stainer where it was about to engrave "Jacob Smith's property". I was frightened to let him engrave his name own my wrist and mine in his. This was a tradition during a wedding our Elders of Time have been doing for centuries. Then a huge Thud came for the back of the church. " No!" a person screamed.