Pairing: Cheryl Blossom / Polly Cooper
Prompt: 'marriage of convenience' trope
Warnings: Typical consent and lack of agency issues that come with this trope.
Word Count: 250
Summary: The footsteps stop on her left, and when she glances left through the netting of her veil, she's met with a glimpse of vivid red hair. It belongs to a Blossom, there's no doubt about that, but it's the wrong Blossom.