The unintended Vow

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rs shooting out of her eyes. l don't blame you, her work is too demanding, Arielle. Do you know what it means or what it's like to be an A-list actress? All you do is stand like a mannequin and smile at the camera

All I've ever needed was an ounce of her motherly love. Is that too much to ask? "I'm sorry" Mother says, her voice strained. "The wedding has put so much weight on me, and I took it out on you. My bad Arielle You get it, don't you? This wedding is a blessing to our family. This merger has been long overdue and once this wedding is behind us, we will be able to finalise the remaining paperwork and bestow the combined company in Loretta's and Ariel's hands. The Warrens refused to give any assistance unless the wedding was over ,your father and I needed their funding. I nodded, my head bowed. "I get it Mom." She grins at me at that point. "You're such a darling young lady Arielle".Loretta and I are both fortunate to have you. I certainly couldn't have done any of this without you." I smile back at her, happy the endless hours of work I've put into this was not in vain. Loretta has scarcely been included in the wedding arrangements, and even though it hurts to be constantly reminded of her upcoming wedding, I'm happy I get to spend a little time with Mother. "I can't ima

e ever needed a celebrated brand she would get one, but I assume that will assist your brand in selling. Once the world sees Loretta in one of your dresses, all her celebrity friends will follow suit. She's an influencer, you know that." I chomp

ing invites and holds it up. Anyway, we ought to be double sure. Make sure these are hand delivered within the stipulated time, l don't trust these dispatch riders. Everything about this wedding must be kept within our family. Paraventure the

ike l am a mistake, a child she never wanted and I keep despising myself. I ought to be glad for Loretta, and I ought to feel honoured that I'm being included in the wedding to this extent but I despise it. I die a million times anytime I'm at hom

appy if l am the on

if I never took her to

d not to assist

cheri, I look at my father and he murmurs intentionally. "Let me escort you", sweet girl." I gesture and take my father's arm, a sense of

ow," he mumbles. Mom feels the need to be so vocal concerning it because of how sick Loretta had it when she was young. We never knew she would make it through childhood. Your mother thought that she could make up for all t

you, Dad. You drive safe, alright? Send a message to me when you reach home. I know how to utilise those feelings. I'll send you a thumb

guage." He winks at me, and I

down, they do cherish me. Possibly not as much as they adore the apple of their eyes Loretta but I learned long ago to li