I Don’t Need Your Fake Love by Melandia

Chapter 138

I kept quiet about what Antonio was saying,

“I’m not here to hassle you,” he said. “It’s my folks who want to meet you,”

To Antonio, the wedding was my personal show.

He only reached out when he wanted something from me.

I was too tired to argue, ready to crash.

At home, the table was a mess of leftover chicken and ham.

My dad was chatting with Antonio’s dad.

Antonio’s mom grabbed my hand, all warm and fuzzy. “So glad to see you. I miss you so much.”

I managed a weak grin. She took a look at Stella and then leaned in. “What’s the deal with Stella and Antonio? She’s not exactly the best company. You should talk to Antonio about it.”

I just grunted, not really saying much.

When I raised my head, Antonio was already next to Stella.

He’d brought some wedding and bridesmaid dresses for us to try.

“I know you’ve got enough on your plate, so I got Stella to pick out your wedding dress. She’s got a better sense of style than you,” he said, handing me the dress.

I slipped the simple wedding dress on, only to find a big rip right down

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dress that trailed behind her. She looked more like the

“It’s probably a mix–up from the bridal

“It’s late. We can deal with the dress swap

me,” I replied, eager to be rid of the wedding dress.

“How about we take

her way in,

stand right by

as the camera was about to click, she gave me another little shove.

a blurry figure, too hazy to

wanted to

laugh, “Let’s do it some other

outta here.”

group photo was the last thing on

eyes welling up with tears.

over town tonight, trying to

shot me a look and went

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just left with the dress that was in tatters.

be

at my place, I

late, and I stumbled upon

how Antonio and Stella crossed paths during his darkest days, in a hostel for travelers.

pages that mattered most were torn

note. “This was the

after page, it was filled with his yearning

day he asked me to marry him, his diary had a confession. “I can’t make myself love her. Stella’s the one I truly love. Please forgive me, God.”

dress and long, straight hair, I resembled

growing up together with Antonio, we’d

connection.

But…

the pain Stella put me through, yet he put his trust in

was well aware of how much I loathed