Insurance Daughter

“It’s pay back time, now that your sister needs to study abroad, you have to help the family. Marry Mr. Morrison.” The words were nonchalantly spoken while I was being thrown into a room. What doubles the pain is to hear these come from my own father, the person whom I never imagined slapping me with the truth that I am as valuable as an economic insurance.
I am an investment daughter, my parents groomed me to be their insurance in the future. I am their economic plan B if things go wrong… Should I obey or run? This is my life and I have the control over it!