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Annalise walked to the restaurant the next day. Her aunt had quietened down after Dean’s support last night and she had gone back to ignoring her again like yesterday. Nelson noticed her strained face and sensed that something was up, but he really couldn’t deduce what. Annalise walked up to him and pulled him with her to Nelson’s office. She closed the door and just hugged him tightly. “What’s wrong Alise? Tell me, please. It’s killing me to see you so upset about something, “ said Nelson. “Aunt Emily’s forcing me to marry her best friend’s son,” said Annalise, trying to scale it down a little so that he didn’t react fiercely. Nelson stilled and held her face, turning it upwards towards his. “How can she force you? You have every right to choose who you wish to marry,” said Nelson, fee