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CHAPTER1
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The quick clicking of heels resonating from a short distance woke me up. My eyes flickered at the sun peeking into my room from my window. Still dazed from sleep, I tried figuring out if it was morning or afternoon. The acute and distinct sound caught my full attention, and the loud footsteps were now approaching my room. My sluggish brain tried to process what was happening.
“Chloe, are you ready?” My sister’s voice sent me flying from the bed to the door to stop her from entering my room.
Shit! Today is the wedding.
I looked around for the wall clock and checked the time. I still had forty-five minutes to get ready.
“Chloe?” my big sister called, trying to open the door, but I pushed with overwhelming might on the door and succeeded in locking it.
“Almost ready. I will be out in a minute!” I said breathlessly.
“Why did you lock the door?” she asked, knocking harshly.
“I don’t want you to see how fabulous I look yet.” I giggled nervously, feeling her roll her eyes from the other side of the door.
“Whatever. Hurry up. I can’t be late for my best friend’s wedding. I’ll be downstairs.”
I waited for her to leave before running to my closet to pick out the dress I’d bought last week for the wedding. I laid it on the bed and undressed quickly, almost tripping on my pajama shorts as I pulled them down my legs.
During my whole twenty years on earth, I had never taken such a quick shower. I slipped on my peach corset tulle dress that stopped above my knees. The off-the-shoulder sleeves were made with delicate lace. I loved the dress because it went with the light shade of my skin, enhancing my blue eyes.
“Chloe!” Ciara called.
The aftermath of her voice rang in my head. It made me feel like a child being scolded for playing in the mud.
“Coming!” I yelled back as I brushed my hair and prepared to style it to perfection.
“Chloe, come on. We’re gonna be late,” Ciara shouted from downstairs, her patience seeping out of her.
I didn’t blame her. I’d feel worse if I were in her place.
We were going to a big wedding—a billion-dollar wedding sounded more appropriate since the two wealthiest families in Beverly Hills were getting married. Well, I considered myself poor since I was living off my parents’ wealth.
It was Ciara’s best friend’s wedding, and I wanted to tag along mainly because of the cake and mouthwatering cuisine. Food was life—I’d always defend that quote.
I didn’t know much about her best friend, but I knew they had been joined at the hip since senior year, and Ciara was going to be the maid of honor. I’d never wanted to go to the wedding. I had loads of schoolwork due on Wednesday, especially an eight-page essay, but when Ciara had kept talking about the wedding and how spectacular it was going to be, I’d become intrigued.
Now, she was waiting for me while I struggled with the chignon I’d decided to make. I’d had everything planned for today’s event, but it was falling apart. My dark brown hair was long, making it hard to style it the way I wanted. The dress made me feel like an angel as I stared at myself in the mirror mounted on the white dresser, but I was not even close to being considered an angel. I blocked the memories away with a fake smile.
I kept my eyes on the mirror as I used each pin to hold my thick hair in place, but it was a complete disaster. I was in this situation because I’d forgotten the time for the wedding.
“Coming. I just need to put in the last pin,” I lied.
I had two pins in between my lips as I struggled with the one in my hand to hold my hair. I had spent almost fifteen minutes on my hair. Who knew a chignon was this hard to do? I wouldn’t be surprised if my big sister decided to ditch me—it was her best friend’s wedding—but I wouldn’t miss the cake for the world.
“Oh my God, Chloe, what the hell are you doing up there?” Ciara yelled.
She was my ride to the wedding and my invitation as well.
“Chloe!” Mom called.
“Honey, hurry up.” I heard Dad’s voice next.
“Almost done!” I yelled back after I succeeded in putting in the last pin.
