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𝗘𝘃𝗲𝗹𝘆𝗻 𝗪𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁
Today is my 19th birthday, but my parents don't ever celebrate my birthdays with me. I always wondered why, but when I figured it out, it was because they favored my little sister Astoria and not me. Astoria is everyone's favorite person. She gets the perfect grades, is popular, has friends, and has a boyfriend. Me, on the other hand, I'm quiet, I stay to myself, my grades are somewhat good and I have two friends.
My parents always ignored me and always acknowledged my sister. They only acknowledged me when we're in public or around family gatherings. Honestly, I wasn't even a fan of family gatherings, and I never really cared about it.
I'm going to be honest, my life isn't perfect, but I don't care.
I have thousands of dollars in my bank account and more around somewhere in my savings account. Once I graduate college, I'm gonna look for apartments and a car. I hope I can move out this hell hole soon.
"So Astoria, how's college going?" My mom asked her as if I wasn't sitting in front of them. They act like I don't even exist anymore. "It's going good, Mama." Astoria looked at me and smirked. I rolled my eyes and picked at my food.
"What about you, Evelyn?" Mom turned to me, and her smile dropped in dissatisfaction. "It's fine," I say as she looks at me and places her plate of food to the side. "Evelyn, you should be more like your sister. She gets straight A's and B's while you're sitting here with C's, D's, and F's." My mom said as I scoffed and rolled my eyes.
"Mother. I get I'm not the perfect child like Astoria, but I don't always want the attention on me. I'm not a mama's girl or daddy's girl. I'm my own person." I say as I lean back.
"Whatever." My mother rolled her eyes, then my dad walked in wearing an all black suit. My dad is a very powerful man. If he wants something done, he'll get it done. It doesn't matter how many times he does it. "Girls, I would like you guys to meet the most powerful and richest man on this planet.
Lorenzo Santorini." A tall man around 6'5" appeared around the corner. He had black straight hair, blue eyes, and a scar dashed through his left eye. He was most definitely attractive.
"Evelyn, you will be dating Lorenzo for business purposes." My eyes widened, and I looked at my dad in shock. I was going to fake date Lorenzo Santorini. Someone I don't know, trust or love.
This probably won't be a good idea for me or Lorenzo. Worst birthday ever.
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