Alessia
“I hate you so much Alessia, I wish you were never born ”
Eliza yells repeatedly at me as she barges into my room,disrupting me from one of my now so frequent meditations.
My heart shatters into a million pieces .
My sister, my best friend saying these words to me,is something I could never imagine would happen in my lifetime.
“What’s going on?” I ask, confused.
“Oh please, stop acting dumb, you witch.”
“Eliza”
I pause, trying to think of what to reply.
“I don’t know what is getting you all moody.”
Before I finish my sentence, she shatters one of my housing models for a client
I scream at the top of my lungs.
A wave of anger starts building inside me.
Tears stream down my cheeks.
“That’s what you get for telling Naomi about Aaron’s affair with Betty.”
“Eliza”
I interrupt
“Are you too blind to see that Aron doesn’t love you?
You’re embarrassing yourself girl
If you’re too in love to see it, then I really feel sorry you
Besides, Naomi agreed completely with everything I said
She should stop trying to play the victim card and paint me like the devil”
Eliza just mumbles a quick “you don’t know anything” and rushes out in the same manner she came in, leaving me to pick up what is left of the pieces of my now destroyed model.
Few hours later,
I hear a soft knock on my door
“Who is it?” I ask, feeling a bit irritated
I still am not over the stunt my fool of a sister pulled in the morning.
“It’s me”
It’s Eliza.
“Oh, now you have the decency to knock”. I scowl.
“I’m sorry, baby sis, you know I don’t like any Aron slander. Besides we are already getting married,
mum says his minor escapades will end then”
I could see the sadness in my sisters eyes.
She loved this stupid man too much to do anything and besides they were betrothed right from when my family and his started their partnership firm; O&C Law Group.
I give her a quick kiss on her cheek and hug her tight.
She is too loving to be with that asshole of a fiancée.
“ We have our cake tasting today, Alessia” she says,clapping her hands happily.
“ Ohh…That. I totally forgot”
“Aren’t cake tastings supposed to be for the bride and groom” I tease.
Eliza rolls her eyes
“ You know, he isn’t a fan of cake and besides, I wanted you, Naomi and I to go,it will be just like a girls day”
Naomi, the biggest snake on earth. I’d give her a peace of mind when I see her.
Half an hour later, Liz and I are driving through the mansion’s gates in her rose pink vintage G wagon that was gifted to her by my dad.
She’s always been the family favorite.
Our body guards drive behind us, ensuring to give us privacy yet protection,
We head over to pick up Naomi from her law firm.
Naomi Hades, A skinny blonde baddie,with black bum length hair and striking blue eyes has been our best friend since high school. Although a bit older than me and a bit younger than Liz, we three have always been “ that trio”.
I never really liked Naomi, I feel she’s an opportunistic bitch, who will do everything in her way to get what she wants.
Unfortunately Liz thinks otherwise, she always tries to see the best in people. Then there’s me, the one who sees right through their masks.
We get to Naomi’s office and she walks briskly towards us, wearing a black body hug top and a pair of office pants which highlight her slim waist.
“My girls!” she exclaims like she hasn’t seen us in forever while hugging us tightly as she gets into the car.
Always so dramatic.
“ Hey beautiful, how was work today?” Liz asks her
As if she has been waiting for that question, she immediately starts telling us about irrelevant office gossip I don’t pay attention to because I’m still cross at her.
Once she finishes, I look sharply at her and ask with no hesitation
“ Why didn’t you tell Liz, you knew about that chic Betty, who Aaron was sleeping around with for the longest time? and the two of you even go on morning run together sometimes”
She froze.
“Uhm, it’s not like that” she says, turning to Liz.
Tears form in my sister's eyes.
I feel it.
She brushes it off and says, “ I don't want to know,you made me use harsh words on my sister already when it’s supposed to be you
I don’t care Naomi, let’s forget it and have a nice afternoon”.
Immediately burying her head into her phone.
It was a long silent drive to the bakery.
We arrive at Rosetta. One of the biggest Italian bakeries in Atlanta.
As we proceed towards the entrance of the bakery, cameras flashing lights, reporters, and journalists hover around us.
We are already used to the paparazzi but now ELIZRON23 is happening in a few months, it’s been off the charts.
They ask Liz questions about her wedding preparations and if she’s excited for it to be featured on the front cover of Vogue
“Duh, who wouldn’t be?” she says while taking a quick pose for the camera
We head inside.
The three of us are ushered into the vip suite to start with tasting procedures.
Liz pushes the whole Betty fiasco and tries to shoot some TikTok’s and post some Instagram photos with Naomi and I.
“I’ve booked my flight to Greece, It’s for the 25th” Liz said casually.
“What! That’s the day after tomorrow” I exclaimed
“I know guys but I need this solo birthday trip. Big 24 remember?”
“ yeah Liz but won’t you be bored” Naomi adds, I notice a wicked smile across her face but it disappears as quickly as it arrived.
“Not a chance!” Liz says.
“ Who booked the trip Aron?How long would you be gone? Why didn’t you tell us sooner?” Naomi interrogates her like a cop. That’s odd.
Liz starts laughing and replies “My agent booked the trip, prepared a perfect itinerary and booked the best air bnb. I’ll be back in five days and I didn’t want any of you to discourage me from going. I’m already super excited. I know you can’t live without the queen but I’ll be back soon”
We all laugh and continue discussing other things while trying to decide on three cake flavours. We finally decide on the cake flavours. Strawberry, Eliza’s favourite, Blueberry and the classic Italian Vanilla.
We are about heading home when
Eliza gets a text , her screen lights up
“We need to talk.”
The name is my baby.
We all realise it’s Aron.
“Hm, Talk about what?” Eliza turns to us.
She looks genuinely nervous.