𝐌𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐒𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞
The billionaires daughter's dreams and fantasies of marrying for love crushed within a second as she finds herself helping her family and marrying for convenience. Helping her arranged husband get back with his ex, wasnt so...
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Dress - Taylor Swift
Waking up gets harder and harder everyday. I just feel so lost. In desperate need of some guidance, don't know where to find it.
I think about running away quite often. Sounds unusual, but the thought of it sounds so tempting. Imagine, how amazing it would be to get away from everyone. All your problems. All your worries. Ugh, if only.
I pretend to be asleep as Alessio gets ready for work.
He keeps waking me up, and it's not like he's making noise. I know when he's awake, and my body just wakes up as well.
We have a fundraiser to attend today, and I don't feel like going but I'm only going for Alessio. He has a client he wants to meet with that can really boost his career—as if it's not already.
I can sense Alessio packing up, and opening the room door.
"Bye, Melina." His morning voice still evident, speaks out.
Fuck me.
I grab the nearest pillow and shove it right down my head. Today seems so long.
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I end up going shopping, with Alessio's credit card—of course.
He gave me one of his cards for emergencies, and I think this is a very big emergency.
I had nothing to wear tonight, so I might have splurged on an expensive red satin dress.
This is probably one of the most flattering dress I've ever bought and worn. It's so perfect for tonight.
Who knows, maybe I'll bump into the love of my life, who's been yearning for my love. That's what happens in my romance books, at least.
By the time I finish shopping, it's almost time to leave for the fundraiser. I drive home as fast as possible, so I can still have some time to get ready properly.
When I reach home, I see Alessio's car parked.
Oh shit.
Entering the house, I start rambling.
"I know we're basically supposed to leave right now, but I had to go shopping and I lost track of time. If you want, you can go ahead and leave for the fundraiser, I'll meet you there." I yell, so wherever he is, he can hear me.
