I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 47

Grace’s POV

My fiance, who I will marry in a few weeks, is with another

woman.

While I’m right here, trying to weave through my asthma attack, he’s right there dancing with her.

His eyes are glued to her, failing to spare me a single glance, even though my chest is heaving up and down and I can barely breathe.

I’ve been in love with Antonio for eight years now. And for a while it felt like he was in love with me. But everything changed when that woman showed up.

Now, it seems like I barely exist to him.

Only when their dance is finished does he go back to me. But even then, he just leaves to go home with me. I get in the car, and once I open the glove box, I find a diamond ring.

“What is this?” I ask.

He immediately snatches it away from my grasp. “It’s not for

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I nod, keeping all my emotions at bay until he reaches the corner of the road. “Pull up over here, please.”

“What for?” he asks, but I don’t answer him. I just head to the shop in the distance.

A few months ago, I decided to have a wedding dress custom–made for me. But now, I don’t think I have any use for it. I just need to have the whole thing canceled and destroyed.

But just as I walk into the shop, Antonio follows me.

He shoves my coat on my face, shouting, “Why do you always leave your stuff, Grace? I’m tired of picking up after you.”

Antonio is a neat freak. He doesn’t like when I leave some of my stuff in his car.

But I look at the coat he tries to give me, and I notice something. “That’s not my coat.”

His irritation vanishes at once. He picks it up, his expression now considerably softer than when we started talking.

I know that it’s because the coat belongs to Cecilia Smith.

Every time she leaves something in his car, it only leads to a

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This time, however, it doesn’t lead to

lady. “HI, I’m the one who came in for a custom

suit are both done. You can try them on now. I

to say no, but Antonio is already heading inside with a grumpy

try on my

in the mirror. Antonio

look good in white.”

I turn to the lady and hand her my phone. “Can you take

snap a picture. But just as the lady is about to click,

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without walking away, his mood already visibly improved. “Hello.

can just give it back to

my way”

just kiss you right now!” she says before

car roaring away. My heart breaks. I take a deep breath and reach for the scissors in the corner, tearing a huge chunk off my

***

One in the morning to be exact. I’ve already gone home alone, and

me a text.

at the bar,” it

took the time to tell me where he is.

hot shower and go to

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out to dumb my trash, I run into Antonio. He’s marching towards my apartment with

your phone broken or something?”

a breath. I know why he’s upset. It’s because I used to call him nonstop

something. Then, he notices my wall. “Hold on. We used

on the trash bag on the floor. I open my mouth to tell him

a voice message. “Hold on, Cici. I’m going to see you right away.

I bring the trash out and come back. I’m tired, since I haven’t

it, I notice that he’s watching me in disgust.

really that hungry?” he asks. “Why do you need to shove it all in

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shakes it into the bin. I

have my full breakfast in peace without you making

me a cold glance. “I own this house. I make the rules. You didn’t even ask me before you ate

he puts on his jacket and storms