Bella's POV

I rubbed the back of my palm on my sleepy eyes and sat up straight to a brand new day. After all the noise from last night, I could hardly even get some good sleep.

A brand new day. Ugh!

"Hello, Miss Mercedes. Your coffee is served just the way you like it. A triple shot espresso as you asked, in the black mug and white saucer. Today's your wedding rehearsal with the brand, and everything's ready. Everyone's so excited to see you, ma'am," Banks yelped excitedly. Her happiness was so intense, it scared me.

"Banks, please excuse me for a moment," I said, standing up from the bed and tapping my legs on the floor, searching for my slippers.

"Okay, sure," she replied with a nod and stepped out. I walked to the door and locked it, rushing to my bed and grabbing my phone from under the pink pillow in a haste.

Immediately, I phoned Dar.

"Dar, pick up the phone! Pick up, pick up, pick up, please," I whispered as I held the phone on my left ear, impatiently waiting for her to pick up the call.

Sorry, the number you dialled is out of...

"Argh!" I exclaimed in frustration.

I tossed the phone to the bed, frustrated and angry all at once.

Why? Where the hell was she?

"You can come in!" I yelled as i unlocked the doors and Banks came right back in with a smile only she knew the cause of.

"Are you alright, ma'am?" she asked as she stood by the bed with a tablet in her hand and her signature smile pursed on her lips with a tint of concern fixed in her tone.

"Yeah!" I nodded and stood up from the bed, yawning and stretching.

"I'll go take a shower. In the meantime, you just get a few things ready," I said and dashed into the shower, hoping that the day wouldn't be so bad, at least.

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"Thanks Banks," I said as she zipped the zipper of my playsuit.

She helped me with the makeup and fixing my hair. Soon enough, we were all done and ready to go.

"Here," she hung my purse on my shoulder and slowly pulled a strand of hair from my face, resting it perfectly at the side as she smiled.

"Let's go," I blurted, looking around for anything I forgot.

"Are you sure these contact lenses are perfectly safe? As in a hundred Percent safe?" I asked, not feeling so comfortable with the green contact lenses fixed in my eyes.

I mean, they were green contacts and I still didn't see the use except that I looked prettier and I didn't know what else.

"You loved green contacts. Why?"

"Nothing. Never mind," I shrugged and turned the door knob, walking out with Banks following behind.

I walked down the stairs to see Caden in his study, concentrated on some work he was doing.

I slid the door slowly and walked into it, hoping he at least raised his head or better yet, acknowledged my presence.

"What?" he spat, not even looking up from his computer.

See why I hated this guy?

"Aren't we leaving for the rehearsal yet?" I asked, already tired from something I hadn't even started.

"Quit whining. I'm almost done," he reassured, not raising his head up to look at me. He should marry that screen. It would be a perfect match.

I sighed and walked out, rolling my eyes.

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"Come on, let's go," Caden said, interrupting me from the Kardashian show I was fully interested in.

I grumbled as he turned off the TV from the remote and placed his hands on his waist, shaking his head and staring at me.

"What? Who doesn't like the Kardashians?" I asked with a confused look and then a hiss.

"Can we go now?" he asked and returned the remote to the centre table.

"You don't have to ask me twice," I told and walked to the door, with Banks opening the limo for me.

"I don't want to use the limo to - "

"Why, ma'am? Oh, I'm dearly sorry. The latest version of the limo, neon pink you asked for is going to be ready by tomorrow. I am so sorry ma'am. Please don't sack me yet," she replied hurriedly.

God, did she love that job!

"No, don't sweat it. Its okay," I shrugged and got in.

"Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, Thank - "

"Banks, its okay. Get in now," I ushered and she sat in the front seat.

Caden got in and Lukas zoomed off.

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"And that's how I found love with him. He was my all, my breath and everything to me. Caden Carlos Kensington, I loved you, love you, and will always love you," I said dramatically and cleaned a tear that I forcefully pushed down my eyes, with a handkerchief Caden handed me.

My eyes were hurting so much because of how hard I tried before those tears finally poured out.

"Thanks honey," I whispered in the mic to make it look more touching to the audience and buy their honest love and connection to my made up story.

"Aww!" The audience went as all eyes were wet and hands constantly wiped tears.

"Thanks, everyone," I said and hugged Caden.

He just smiled and pecked me on the cheek. Who knew acting would be that interesting?

"I love you,"

"I love you too," I replied and stared at the audience again, cleaning tears that weren't existent anymore and just smiling.

"Are you two getting married - Are you planning to have children?

"What would life be for a couple like you two?"

The questions kept coming in from the press, and I just kept smiling as Caden held my waist, cleaning tears that STILL WEREN'T EXISTENT!

"That's all for now, but be rest assured you'll be seeing these two on TV a lot," Miss Banks said in her mic, trying to calm the press and paparazzi.

"Let's go," Caden whispered and we stood up as bouncers helped us through the raging crowd and unsatisfied press.

Okay, why is the press never satisfied? Their questions kept flowing like an endless sea.

Jeez!

"That was awesome dear. Why didn't you tell us you changed the script? Anyway, we loved your surprise," Papi said and grabbed me for a hug.

"Thank you so much papi. I guess I just went with the flow," I replied as we drifted.

"And that flow just stepped up your game! You were on fire out there. No doubt your faces are gonna be on that magazine!" Mamasita yelled happily with a joyful applaud.

"I agree. I loved it. It reminded me of my love story, and I even slipped a tear. Dear, you're just a natural!" Mrs. Kensington added and dashed a beatific smile at me, obviously happy about my story.

"I am so proud of you dear. Look at you making all billions and facing the press. I'd make a tattoo with your face on it!" Papi said happily and drew me in for another hug as I forcefully inhaled the scent of his expensive and insanely strong perfume that made me a bit nauseous.

"Thanks, papi," I replied and hugged him back, really happy that it didn't go so bad as I expected.

I actually just repeated a story of a romance film I watched back in the days. Hopefully, no one realized.

"Good job, dear!" Mr. Kensington added and raised a glass for a toast.

"Thanks," I smiled.

"This deserves a celebration with the finest wines. Preferably, Beaujolais!" Papi exclaimed as his eyes widened in joy.

"I agree, honey," Mamasita added and we went out through the back door to have a good time.

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I rubbed my sleepy eyes as I woke up from the sound of booming music from downstairs.

Again?! Last night, booming music. This night, booming music. Who knows, tomorrow, booming music! Was everything gonna be booming music?

I cleaned my mouth that looked horrific from my hideous drooling habit, and came down the bed, searching for my slipper.

My head ached badly and I could hardly even place my eyes on a thing. The music was ear blasting. Insane!

I finally wore it and walked out the door, determined to find out where all the noise was coming from.

It was dark with flashes of disco lights and bar hits. The parlor was drowned with alcohol and the nauseating smell of cigar. The TV played a song with this stupid pole dancers and shady scenes like that, and I couldn't stand the noise one bit.

I slowly walked towards the light switch, ignoring the noise from a couple of people, and flicked the lights on.

"Woah!" They all exclaimed.

"Turn it off, turn it off," They all screeched from the bright light.

"What are you all doing here?" I yelled, surprised and confused at the same time.

"I can answer that," Caden said as a tramp stood up from him. The heck!

I remembered that face like my last name! It was that dirty God forsaken tramp from the mall. The nerve of that guy to bring that whore home!

"And what are you doing in my house?" I asked, walking slowly to her.

"You mean, our house!" Caden barged in and stopped me.

"Get out!" I yelled.

"And why would I?" she asked in this flirtatious annoying tone that made my blood boil and my teeth grit.

A line of sweat formed at a side of my face and my heart raced faster. I clenched my fists and glared at her.

"I said, get the fuck out!" I yelled again.

"And I said no," she shot and smiled.

"Wait. Are you jealous? Don't tell me you fell in love so soon. This is hilarious!" Caden said and chuckled hysterically.

"In love? No, and you wish!" I shot in my defense, folding my arms over my chest.

"Then why stress? We have no attachment whatsoever," he smirked.

"They said to always act like a couple when - "

"The press is around," he interrupted, finishing up my statement as a chuckle slipped from her mouth. Her as in the whore.

I was frustrated. Why? I don't know. I just hated the sight of that shameless whore.

"You just gate smashed a party. Do you mind going upstairs and minding your business?"
he asked as he gulped down a shot.

He did not just say that. And especially not in front of these people. He was gonna pay. I was gonna make him pay.

"Run along!" The bitch added with a smirk and rubbed her amoebic body on Caden.

I turned back and was about to leave.

"And could you turn off the lights, honey?" she added.

I walked over and turned it off, running back upstairs and just letting my anger blow with he wind.

Don't let them get to you, Bella. Don't let them. You're bigger than them. Calm down and breathe..

Author's Note

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