Bryce Has a Place In His Heart For Alina

Chapter 5

Raya turned and walked over to the door as Alina began searching her wardrobe for a dress.

Normally, Raya would be right there beside Alina, throwing clothes around, pulling dresses off the hangers and helping her pick the perfect outfit.

They always laughed together whenever they got ready for an event. But tonight, she looked like she didn't give a damn.

Alina noticed her friend's distant mood, but she quickly brushed it off again. Raya was always lazy when it came to searching for things anyway. She hated digging through clothes.

Maybe she's just tired, she thought.

Meanwhile, as Raya stood by the door, her thoughts were spiraling out of control.

“Bryce has a place in his heart for Alina?” Raya asked herself under her breath, her eyes burning with hatred.

“He sent her flowers and wrote a love letter to apologize? He even said he loves her and called her sweetie!?” Raya clenched her fists,the muscles in her face tightened.

“No…” she muttered, running her fingers through her hair.

He can't possibly love her... No, never!

Did he forget she's fat, she's ugly and would ruin his reputation if he's seen outside with her!?

Don't you dare you fall for her! She's not the beauty standard for a billionaire like you! She's meant for the street!”

Raya screamed in her head and bit down on her lower lip so hard she felt the sharp sting of pain.

Suddenly, a hand tapped her shoulder, snapping her back to reality.

"Raya? Are you okay?" Alina asked, peering into her eyes. "I've been calling your name and tapping you for about a minute now. What were you so lost thinking about?"

Raya quickly forced a sweet smile, doing her absolute best to hide the rage boiling inside her blood.

"Oh nothing! I was just... thinking about some school stuff," Raya lied smoothly. Then she stopped mid-sentence, suddenly remembering they had both already graduated.

She quickly laughed to cover up her mistake.

"I mean… never mind! Forget about it. It's nothing important. I'm fine."

"Are you sure?" Alina asked softly.

Raya laughed. "Of course I'm sure!"

"Okay!" Alina said joyfully. "Look at my dress!"

Alina twirled around in a circle, doing a full 360-degree spin for Raya.

She was smiling happily, looking completely transformed from the heart-broken bride who was crying helplessly at the altar just hours ago.

"Oh, this is so beautiful!" Raya gasped. "You look breathtaking, sweetie. That dress complements your skin so perfectly!"

For once, Raya wasn't lying. As much as she hated to admit it, Alina was stunning.

Alina had impossibly smooth, glowing skin, and every color she wore seemed to light her up.

And Besides being a brilliant accountant, Alina was also a talented fashion stylist. She always knew exactly how to dress for any occasion and never appeared dull.

Whenever she entered a room, eyes naturally followed her.

No matter where she went, people couldn't help stealing glances at her and talking about her clean smooth skin.

In fact, their famous superstar, actress Angelina Volz had noticed her excellent fashion skill and once hired Alina to style her for an award ceremony.

Most people paid thousands of dollars just to catch a glimpse of Angelina and style her for free, but the screen goddess had personally sought Alina out.

That one opportunity had made Alina famous among the city's elite, and that was how she crossed paths with the Damian family in the first place.

All These were the exact things Raya envied most.

“How can one person be this stunning?”

Raya thought bitterly, staring at her best friend. “ I'm so jealous I could die.”

Thinking about everything made her anger and envy grow even stronger.

Why would God give one person so much?

Beauty, talent, intelligence.

Even a Ruthless billionaire CEO was sending her flowers.

“It's not fair…” Raya thought bitterly.

Deep down, Raya knew that most of the people who bullied Alina were just jealous of her natural beauty, talent, and intelligence, things they wished they had but could never have. And Raya knew she was one of them.

"I wish I had everything she has," Raya whispered to herself, but this time, Alina heard her loud and clear.

"What did you say?" Alina asked.

Raya quickly forced a smiled to cover up her mistake

"I said you're too beautiful." She said, clapping her hands in up in the air.

“Thank you so much Raya. You make me feel like a queen,” Alina laughed happily.

"You are a queen… Come on, sit down!"

Raya said, suddenly acting super excited. She pulled the chair in front of the dressing table into the middle of the room.

"Let me do your makeup for you tonight!"

"Really, oh mine!" Alina clapped her hands happily. “ I've always wanted to see what I'd look like if you did my make up.”

Alina had wanted Raya to do her makeup for years, just like she always did for her. But Raya never agreed for once.

Tonight was surprising for Alina and she was so excited but Raya was in for something else entirely.

"Yes! And I promise you're going to love it, Alina."

"Okay, let's go!" Alina smiled, sitting down.

"Make it light and soft, just like the makeup on your face. I love how natural yours looks."

Raya nodded eagerly. "You got it, girl!"

Raya quickly applied the foundation, brushed powder across Alina's face, and blended different colors around her eyes.

The moment she finished, she threw her brushes down and checked her watch, acting completely rushed.

"Oh no, look at the time!" Raya gasped. "We need to go right now, Alina! We've wasted way too much time already!"

Alina turned to look at herself in the dressing mirror, but Raya quickly stepped in front of it, blocking her view.

“Why, Raya?”

" We're running late, girlfriend. No time for mirrors!" Raya laughed nervously, pulling Alina up by her hand. "Don't you trust that I did a good job?"

"Of course I trust you," Alina nodded warmly.

​“You look amazing and beautiful as always,” Raya said with a smile, gently brushing a strand of hair off Alina's face and tucking it behind her ear.

Alina hesitated for a second before smiling back.

“ Now let's go, girl. Bryce is waiting for you.”

Alina picked up her handbag, and without getting a single glance in the mirror, she let Raya rush her out of the room down to the cab outside.