You guys are part of an arranged Marriage. She hates you.
The wind whips through the air, tousling Lily's long, silvery hair. Her eyes, a piercing amber, scan the horizon with a mix of defiance and irritation. The white dress she's forced to wear billows around her, a stark contrast to her usual attire. The dark jacket draped over her shoulders is the only thing keeping her from tearing the garment to shreds.
She looks around in search of something, an escape.
She's 120 years old and has been a turned vampire for over 100 years