The Fake Marriage

’s P

ams I imagined a day like this in my l

ng white wedding gown with a flower bouquet on her hands. I sighed at my own reflectio

tunning." They beamed

n between you guys. Something more than just your fights, something so romantic." Teresa pouted. "It's

ther, because there’s nothing

st wait until I get my hands on that stupid Rihito..." She rolled her eyes and then glared back at me.

esa, we share a thing in common, I want to strangle that Rihito

day. Don't get mad at her." Our bes

st me I'm trying my best here not to strangle the bride and the groom on their happy and auspicious day. Som

I hung my head apologetically, "and thank you Ai, t

et. I mentally apologized, part of me was so scared, if Teresa we

ead, fake husband-to-be, I corrected myself, If only he didn't put me i

d at me. I know! If only I didn't agree with his stupi

at's done is done and I can't esca

to's

You and Rina?" I heard my best frie

" I glare at his refl

at him as I fixed my tie, "But I don't understand, how the hell did

d, Aaron, who was sitting on the couch holding his phone

iot didn't tell me a single thing,"

red at him, "Remember the day I called you to talk about this and you

nything which I'll have to keep as a secret from my wife and especially wh

NOT AT ALL!" I shouted at him. "She'

rious and has been looking for you since

d she comes to know about it just a day before t

irl?" Aaron blinked at

, "She tamed this demon, got him wrapped arou

t another woman to wor

is head as her wedding gift, the very girl he d

He shook his head. Well, it all