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ugh her

Okay, so here's my dilemma.

Remember when I said that I love my parents but I had to get out of their bubble? Well...

By 'I love my parents' I actually meant my dad.

But my mom on the other hand, a whole different story.

She is the epitome of controlling. She judges everything and everyone, and can't keep her mouth shut to save her life, she is a very blant person, she says what's on her mind and fears no one.

Honestly, my dad is such a sweetheart, I don't know what in the whole wide hell was going on in his mind to marry my mom, or even date her.

And they have been married for twenty five years, damn my dad is a strong man to out up with that, probably because he is the chilled one, but nevertheless salute my guy, I admire you.

Don't get me wrong I don't hate hate my mother, she's after all the person who gave birth to me, I just like her a bit less.

So honestly I don't know how Rose handled thing so well when she introduced Achraf to our mom.

Like damn Rose has got to get a medal for that shit, she should honestly give me some tips on how she did it.

But to be fair, Rose has always been seen as the perfect girl in my mother's eyes, NO, I'm not jealous, that just hurts sometimes. Me on the other hand? The black sheep of the family.

But my dad has always been there for me, the person who made me feel worthy. Rose as well, she has been the best sister ever.

I know my mom just wants to ruin our relationship, try again another time mom.

And right now I just got informed that my mother will be joining this dress fitting of mine, and that she'll be here in five minutes.

Safe to say, fuck my life. Rose is definitely hearing about this tonight.

Just then my thoughts gets interrupted by the voice I loathe to hear, because everytime it's not something good coming out of there.

In walks my mother, Elizabeth Olson. The lady who gave birth to us and raised us well.

With well I mean, strong ladies, me and Rose, well mainly me, were raised strong because we had to endure her.

"Hello my daughters" my mother say as the lady who lead her here closed the door behind her.

I peaked out tryna see if I could see Kylian, but no luck, I'm sad now.

My mother first glanced at Rose and went up to her, looking like a kid in a candy store and hugged her, and let me tell you that hug didn't look pleasant.

Rose diverted her eyes to me with a fake, and I mean very fake smile. I looked away before I started laughing and then that would be a thing as well.

When my mom released Rose she held her by the shoulders, "Hi my pretty daughter, it's so good seeing you" she say with a bright smile.

Then I looked down at what she was wearing, NOW one thing I can definitely say about my mother was that she can dress and I thank heavens for that.

She does clean up pretty nice, I have to say but I'll keep that compliment to myself because once she hears it, I'll hear about it all day meaning it'll boost her ego.

Admist my thoughts on her outfit, I see her turning around and looking at me.

The earth can swallow me whole now, that's all I ask.

"Idalia" she say nodding at me, oh, she's greeting me without a hug, only a nod of the head. Great. That's very nice.

I give her a small smile, "Hello Mother" I say, at least you can see who has manners.

Then her eyes went down to my outfit, lady you better shut your mouth about what I have on.

Now you may also critize what I have on but hear me out. I have a nice body and I'm not ashamed to flaunt it.

So I wear what I want, when I want and no one will tell me other wise, besides I have to go into the office after this, ya know go sell some million dollar homes.

My mother's eyes glides down my body, and I could see the disgust and disappointment in her eyes.

I smirk, oh well, let's get this show started.

"Idalia, what are you wearing?" she asked with venom laced in her voice, "You have to at least respect your sister" she asked glancing at Rose.

Oh fuck off, "I am or am I not?" I ask sounding clueless on purpose, "I am after all here, aren't I?" I ask shrugging and smiling.

I see Rose out of the corner of my eye, smiling as well.

"You have no respect for yourself" my mother spat at me.

"Oh lady, please we don't wanna talk about respect" I said laughing in between my words, "Please, next time," I pause sighing, "Don't ask me what I'm wearing because you and I both can see damn well what I have on" I say gliding my tongue over my top teeth.

Now you may think that I'm a bit rude, yeah right, you should've grown up with her. The words I heard growing up, would scar you for life.

My mother seems to have given up as she takes a seat and looks in Rose's direction, "Where are to dress for her," now referring to me as if I'm not in the room, "Can I see it?" she ask.

Rose immediately nods, "Here is a idea what I want for her" she say showing holding her phone out towards my mother.

My mother nods, she seems satisfied, very rare thing for me that.

Then the lady helping us walks in with dresses. One hour later and I've tried on all the dresses but this on caught Rose's eye.

I mean it's gorgeous and simple, I love it too.

Now it's time to go out and see Kylian, I was told that we'd have to go out and see how our outfits compliments each other's because I'd have to do a speech with him, I wonder what he looks like in suit, probably so hot.