The Blind & Crippled Billionaire's Swapped Bride
tched Eva saunter around the room, eyes judgy, ob
one stupid thing, I'm kickin
rinned, "Why do you alway
shoulders in an indifferent shr
at the hell does
a. The phony girl. The socially manipulative gi
one else... You are not an exception. You do
ot jea
aper. "You can stop lying to yourself Ava; you are jealous of me
of my life, how it feels like to watch you get plenty of gifts on our birthdays and Christmases, how it feels like to watch Mom and Dad adore you an
g around
need to feel pity for myself when you're around. I have learned to love and live with myself. I have realized t
am happy for you, sis. I'm happy for your self-growth. Now, sh
hy
y w
een crazily obsessed with him for ages, to the point that you even s
ession." Eva responded, "Not love. I'
riding her backwards, "Why can't you and your sick father just
was no longer interested, and that was it. You getting m
liar!" A
further from her before Ava grabbe
e for. I'm here to teach you how to be me, not listen to your pity story or be interrogated. I have bett
tred and repulse, her fist clenched so tight her knuckles turne
el
released her fist, and
n How to be Eva Summers is...
t, stormed into the room almost im
ke Eva. When I walk, I carry myself with grace, effortless elegance and charisma lik
s in disgust. I'd
o look at me. "Look, I'm Eva Summers, a
the room, then sashayed back. She did
like to se
stomach. She wondered how muc
the end of the room, trying to be gra
like you own the place? Puh-lease! Anyone with eyes can
walk, even
! One look at you and they could tell
ing to be Eva, but she never thought it would be this hard. No matter how hard she tried to walk like Eva
alread
ally praised, "You're gett
d a sigh
na
the heels,"
Rosy rushed ou
ee
t heels. You've mastered how to strut like me, but now
she was going to fall off them. She never understood why women
these lessons are
nd, "After this, the next one is How to smile like me, then how to talk like
rked, startling Eva, wh
round to open and ju