Mag-log inDREAI looked to my side to see a woman who was dressed in green.She was really beautiful.“Yes, I am,” I responded.Her blue eyes trailed over my features.“You look young.” She stated.So?I laughed nervously and looked away.“And you guys are in love?” She asked again.I rolled my eyes, turning to look at her with a fake smile plastered on my face.“Yes,” I replied.“Guess the feeling isn’t mutual.” She sighed, gesturing towards the dance floor.My eyes left hers and looked at where she was pointing.My body stiffened as I took in the sight in front of me.There August was, dancing with another woman, in the same position we were just in.Their faces were inches away from one another.She had a hand on his cheek as she clung to him tightly.I couldn’t believe he would humiliate me like this.He brought me here…just to do this?There was this unfamiliar feeling in my chest that I couldn’t describe.This isn’t real Drea.It never was from the beginning.He is free to do whatever he
DREA“Okay, we’re done! You can now take a look in the mirror.” The stylist squealed, helping me up in these heels and pushing me towards the mirror.I slowly opened my eyes and gasped at the person in front of me.Was this Drea?If this were Drea, how?My brown hair had been put up into a sophisticated bun with a few strands hanging loosely around my face.My makeup was done to perfection with blue eyeshadow to match my dress.The royal blue gown I wore clung to me like a second skin, accentuating my curves with a thigh-high slit and slim straps holding it in place.This was a risqué dress!And I weirdly did not mind it at all.A manicurist came earlier and did my nails to match my dress.These blue French tips were so cute!“I look so good.” I smiled, turning around to hug the stylist as she laughed.“Thank you,” I whispered.“Just doing my job. You look great.” She complimented, eyeing me up and down with a huge smile on her face.Grabbing my clutch, I picked up my phone to check t
DREA.“August! So nice of you to join us.” Mr Wolfe exclaimed, sipping on his wine.“What are you doing here?” August asked harshly.“I came to see you. Met Drea over here and she’s been keeping me company.” He smiled.It wasn’t genuine.“Are you okay? You look pale.” August asked me.I touched my face, my warm hands instantly bringing comfort to my cold face.“Yes, I am.” I replied with a small smile on my face.“I’ll leave you two to talk.” I said, standing up slowly.“It was a pleasure, Drea.” Mr Wolfe stated, glancing at me. “Don’t forget what I said.”I shivered as I thought over his words.I nodded, flashing a tight smile before exiting the room.I headed to my room and lay on my bed to process what just happened.“Your parents paid the price once. Don't make the same mistake."What did he mean by that?My parents asked too many questions.They sought out the truth and paid the price?Was that going to happen to me if I kept digging any further?Who took the file from the librar
DREA.I felt my heart beating rapidly in my chest as I rapidly made my way out of the library.Someone was in the house.Who would take the folder?Should I tell August?He will know that I snooped if I do.I can’t.I scoffed to myself.No one could enter this house.It was more guarded than a prison.As if an intruder could make it in and out without being noticed by a single security guard.I rounded the corner and bumped into someone. I resisted the urge to scream as I clutched my chest tightly, looking up to see him.It was Ethan Wolfe.August’s dad stood in front of me, dressed in a grey suit that matched his eyes.The grey-eyed gene is really strong in this household.His greying hair was styled to perfection and the smell of his expensive cologne hit my nose.“Sorry.” I apologized, looking down.I felt his stare on me, practically burning holes into my skull.“You look exactly like her.” His voice boomed.I looked at him.What did he mean by that?“We haven’t officially met.”
DREA.My heart sank.“Really?” I asked, my voice low and my smile long gone.He nodded.The air was thick with tension, an uncomfortable silence settling.I opened my mouth to say something when he cut me off.“Well, it’s late. So I’ll be heading to bed.” He mumbled, standing up.I stood up with him and glanced at him before picking up my phone and jacket.“Goodnight.” I mumbled, walking out of the room without looking back.I hated how he acted anytime Dad was brought into the conversation.Why didn’t he ever want to talk about him?I would love to hear about their time together.I would love to hear anything about Dad.But I couldn’t.Why?Cause he shuts himself off anytime dad is mentioned?What happened between them?•••After the late breakfast I just had, I made my way to the lib
DREA.His eyes lingered on me for a while before I cleared my throat, my face diverting down to my hands which were playing with my sleeves.I heard him sigh and looked up to see him shutting his laptop.“What happened?” He asked.My eyebrows furrowed together, confused.“Something happened.” He leaned back against his seat, staring at me.“What?”“You’ve been pulling at your sleeves since you walked in.” I looked down at my hands.He was right.I was.And I didn’t even notice.“You do that when you’re uncomfortable or you have a lot of things on your mind.” He added.My face frowned.“How would you know that?” I asked.“I just do.” He replied, shrugging.“So.” He sat up properly. “What happened?”Should I tell him about the things I just found out?
DREA “I still don’t understand why you still work here.” Camille sighed, brewing some coffee. “It’s something to keep me busy.” I replied, serving a customer. “I don’t have school for four months and I can’t stay cooped up in that house anymore.” It felt really good to finally just…breathe. Free
DREA I yawned, stretching my limbs and waking up. I didn't want to get up from this comfy bed. This was the best I had slept in years. sighing, I got up with a groan and headed to the Huse bathroom. Unlike my usual shower which takes minutes to heat up, this one heated up in literal seconds.
DREAThe night sky had stars spread out across it, twinkling brightly.I stared out of the sky, reminiscing about the day I had.I was now Drea Wolfe.I was free from Ivanka.I was…married.I still couldn’t believe it. The cold diamond ring on my finger was a constant reminder that I wasn’t actual
AUGUST I adjusted the tie around my neck, looking down at my watch. 5:34 pm. We are about to get called in. Where was she? As if on cue, I heard her walking in with her friend hot on her tail, adjusting her hair. She changed into a similar dress but shorter. She fixed the bangles around her w







