1- Hello Angelina.

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𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝙾𝚗𝚎

What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?

I woke me up suddenly from this bad dream. It was horrible. I don't want to think about it. Never again..

Suddenly, someone knocked at my door.

"Come in."

"Hi baby,"

"Hi, mom."

"What's wrong, honey?" Ask my mother worried.

"Nothing."

"You're sure?"

"Yes."

"Okay then, come eat down stairs breakfast is ready. "

"I'm coming."

She closed the doors and walked away

I got up and I was looking for my pair of slippers, when I found them, I went downstairs.

I sat on the chair, and we started eating the food.

Luca comes in, my stepfather...With a big smile on his face. I hate that smile.

"I have big news today."

"What is it, honey ?"

"Angelina is getting married !"

As soon as I hear this ,my face decomposes

"What !?"

"With Alejandro !"

Alejandro.... oh my fucking... I hope it's a joke. Because that shit can never happen !

"I hope it's a joke !" I said furiously

"DO I look like I'm joking right now?"

"No, it can't be possible . You can't do this to me ! É tão desrespeitoso o que você está fazendo. Você só pensa em si mesmo. você nem pensa no que estou sentindo agora. Você é apenas um traidor ! "

[ It's so disrespectful what you're doing. You only think about yourself. you don't even think what I'm feeling right now. You're just a traitor! ]

"Cale a boca seu pirralho"

[shut up, you little brat]

"estou fazendo isso pela família e você é sempre ingrato !"

[I'm doing this for the family, and you're always ungrateful!]

"I'm just saying that it's n-"

"Go to your room."

"Don't tell m-"

"NOW !"

I ran to my room. hoping that it's was a dream, but it's was not.

How unlucky I am. Shit like that always happens to me ! Always !

A maid walked into the room and gave me a white dress

"Here's your wedding dress for tonight."

"Tonight !?"

"Yes, tonight."

"What..."

"You have 1 hour before the wedding."

A make-up artist walked into my room and started unpacking all her makeup stuff

"Wait too fast, let me breathe it's too much for me,"

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