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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white dress that trailed behind her. She looked more like the bride than I

a mix–up from the

me a chance to speak. “It’s late. We can deal

to me,” I replied, eager to be rid of the

about we take a group photo

elbowed her way in, pushing

made sure to stand right by Antonio’s

click, she

was a blurry figure, too hazy to even tell who

to try again.

do it some other

outta here.”

was the last thing on

her eyes welling up with tears.

at Antonio. I’ll run all over town tonight, trying to find

look and went after

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so tired and bored, I just left with the dress that

be

at my place, I started packing my things.

up late, and I stumbled upon Antonio’s diary, completely by accident.

out the tale of how Antonio and Stella crossed paths during his darkest

pages that mattered most

was the best time of

filled with

his diary had a confession. “I can’t make myself love her. Stella’s the one I truly love. Please forgive

in the mirror. With my white dress and long, straight hair, I resembled a grown–up

growing up together with Antonio, we’d have some kind of

connection.

But…

witnessed the pain Stella put me through,

well aware of how much I loathed Stella, yet he made me into her