SLS#1#Mirror Knows The Truth

Not Anymore

Sarah's POV

" He is damn serious about the wedding." Paris said looking at the house started to getting decorated as soon as we entered Caleb's house to meet Camilla. She told she can go with us to choose my wedding dress today.

" Yes." I said.

" But he didn't propose properly. How is that going to work?" She asked me.

" I don't know. He already told his PA to take all the preparation. Even he said to his his relatives about it. It's going to be awkward now. I thought he was joking around." I said and sighed deeply.

" Now you can see that he wasn't." She said and I sighed.

" Yeah. I shouldn't have provoked him." I said and sighed deeply.

" Look before you leap?" She asked me and I glared at her.

" You are so stupid. I had planned a lot of things to do in your wedding. But it's happening too fast." She said. I sighed.

" Yes, it is happening too fast." I said.

" This happened for you, bi*ch." She said frustratedly. I rolled my eyes.

" Calm down." I said.

" I hate you." She said.

" Yeah, I love you too." I said and we pressed the bell.

" Ma'am, this way please." One of the guards said.

" Oh, you know me?" I asked him. He chuckled.

" Yes, we do, ma'am." He said.

" Good then." I said awkwardly.

They already know me?! Very well.

" There is the entrance." He pointed and I nodded.

" Thanks anyway." I said to him and he nodded before he left.

We went inside the house. I was stunned by the house and it's decorations. Is that really important to decorate whole the house and waste money?! We could simply donate that money to some charity organization who could help the people who needs it. I need to talk to Caleb. No need to waste that much money for this thing.

" Good morning, girls." I heard Camilla. The sweetest woman I have ever seen.

" Good morning, Mrs. Moncrief." I said to her. She rolled her eyes before hugging me.

" My name is Camilla. You can call me Mila. Like Conan calls me." She said breaking the hug and I nodded. She found Paris standing next to me. She smiled widely before hugging her as well. " You must be Paris, right?" She asked her breaking the hug.

" Yes, Mrs. Moncrief. Paris Jhonson. Nice to meet you." She said. Mila sighed.

" You can call me Mila also." She smiled. " I must say you are very beautiful as well. I wish I had another brother!!!" She said winking at her. Paris chuckled.

" You should be lucky that you don't. Otherwise you would have a walking walkie-talkie at home." Paris said and Mila chuckled.

" You are funny." She said giggling.

" Yeah, I know." She said.

They kept talking and I sat down on the couch turning on the TV.

" Good morning, Everyone." I saw Adam whose eyes scanned the living room and stopped on his wife. The purest smile appeared on his face as he walked towards her and wrapped his arm around her waist before kissing her cheek. "Good morning, honey." He said and Mila sighed.

" I am talking with someone. Behave." She said.

" What have I done?" He asked innocently. She glared at him and turned to Paris.

" Paris, this is my husband Adam and Adam this is Paris, Sarah's best friend." She said introducing them.

" Nice to meet you, Mr. Moncrief." Paris said.

" Nice to meet you too but didn't you heard Mila? She said my name's Adam. You can call me that." He said and I chuckled. Sweetest couple ever. They never fight. Adam is just too sweet and if I talk about Caleb and me. We can create a world war 6 in a few minutes cause he keeps teasing me like hell. But we can't stay without each other. Even if it's only for fighting we need each other's presence. Yeah, we are weird.

" Don't you want to go for shopping?" Mila asked me.

" Yeah, but I thought you guys will not be able to stop talking this soon." I said and she chuckled.

" We are fine. Let's go. Otherwise we will be late." She said.

We reached the fashion house that Mila's friends worked in. She said they can help us with the best designs. We should choose one from them.

It was nice to talk to them. They were so friendly and very helpful. They consider my choice and assured me to try their best. We were in the shopping center checking on the other things. I can't believe that I am getting married. I don't know what I was feeling now.

You are definitely feeling happy, stupid!!! Don't think about awkward things to keep disturbing me. My brain said angrily. I chuckled my own.

" Abi, you please stay here. We will just come." Paris said with a mischievous smile and Mila nodded.

" Why do I have to stay here when you guys are going somewhere?" I asked her.

" Because you are still kid. You won't understand it." She said and Mila nodded again. I rolled my eyes.

" Ok, go. Come back soon. I am waiting for you guys here." I said to them. They nodded abd left smirkingly.

I was checking my phone. I decided to text Caleb. I was missing him badly. I was typing suddenly I heard someone clearing his throat. I turned and my eyes widened as I found the psychopath smirking at me. He took a step ahead and I took a step back looking around for help. But to my bad luck there was no one. I grabbed my phone and dialed Caleb's number.

" Little Abigail grown up, I see." He gave me a dirty smirk and I felt like vomiting.

" Stay the hell away from me." I said firmly.

" So, you are getting married? " He asked me.

" You don't have to do anything with that." I said. Where are you Caleb!!! Help me.

" I have to do everything with that. I reached you first. You know how much I love you. But you are getting married with someone else?! How can you do this to me? " He asked.

" Love?!! " I laughed dryly." Do you even know what love is?!! You just want to have a physical relationship. Nothing more. " I said.

" I found you first. You can't be someone else's. You have to be mine." He said and I have had enough. I took a step ahead and slapped him hard across his face. He looked at me stunned but soon his facial expression changed into anger.

" You bi*ch!!! I thought talking can be an option. But you choose the hard one. If you want to get f*cked then I am willing to give you that. " He said dangerously coming close to me. I thought for a second and the next moment I kicked him hard on his stomach. He clutching his stomach but I didn't give him any chance to react. I grabbed my bag and hit him on his head with it. He fall on the ground.

" This is called what f*cked up is. You f*cked yourself up." I said and kicked him again. " What did you think about me, huh?!! A f*cker like you can't scare me anymore." I kicked him again and heard some people reaching us.

" Ma'am, please, calm down."  I heard them saying. I didn't care I clutched his hair and hit his head on the floor.

" You deserve worst than this you freaking bust*rd." I said hit his head on the floor again. I was so mad I could have killed him if someone hasn't pulled me back. I was trying to get rid of the hold but as soon as the person pressed his lips on mine I found myself calming down slowly. But one thing was clear I was not going to be scared anymore.