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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on the other hand, was in a white dress that trailed behind her. She looked

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

late. We can deal with the dress swap tomorrow,” he

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

we take a

in, pushing me

made sure to stand right by Antonio’s side.

click, she

the end, all I got was a blurry figure, too hazy to even tell who it

wanted to try

it off with a laugh, “Let’s do it some other time. It’s late, and I’m

outta here.”

last thing on my mind.

was all apologies, her eyes welling

I’ll run all over town tonight, trying to find you the

a look and went after her.

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tired and bored, I just left with the dress

be settled

place, I started packing my

I stumbled upon Antonio’s diary, completely

the tale of how Antonio and Stella crossed paths during his

mattered most

a note. “This was the

was filled with

a confession. “I can’t

myself in the mirror. With my white dress and long, straight hair, I resembled

Antonio, we’d have some

connection.

But…

put me through, yet he put his trust in her.

loathed