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Mia's POV

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Who the hell was knocking on my door so early in the morning? 

I ignored the sound as I wrapped my hands around a soft pillow and pulled it closer to my body, sinking further into the soft bed. 

Wait! My bed wasn't as soft as this.

The person knocked again, interrupting my thoughts. 

"Miss Mia, we have to get you ready for the wedding." 

My eyes flung open and I shot up from my sleeping position. I looked around and remembered everything that happened last night. 

Today was my wedding, my fake wedding. 

I sprang up from bed and tamed my wild red hair before making my way towards the door. I pulled it open and three ladies walked into the room. I guessed they were the people Ian told me he was going to send. One was holding about four wedding dresses and a small suitcase, another was holding a make-up box while the last one was empty handed. 

"Good morning, Miss Mia. I'm Penelope and we are here to get you ready for the wedding." The empty handed lady said.

I closed the door and walked closer to them, examining the wedding dresses. This shit was getting real.

"Um, okay." That was all I could say.

"You need to have a bath first," she said before turning to one of the ladies, she snapped her fingers and said, "Abby, prepare a nice bubble bath." 

The girl who was holding the make up box was Abby, she dropped the box and walked towards the bathroom.

"Let me help you with your clothes." Penelope said as she started to walk towards me. I quickly stepped backwards, preventing her from moving closer to me.

"You don't have to do that, I can help myself," I told her. But wait, was I going to strip here, right in front of them? 

I waited a bit, thinking they would leave the room or turn around to give me privacy but the both of them kept staring at me.

Abby came out of the bathroom and announced that the bath was ready, she also gave me a towel so I could wrap myself with it. 

I sighed as I took off the black top and faded blue jeans I had been wearing since yesterday. Then, I quickly wrapped myself with the white towel and started to  head to the bathroom.

Abby was about to follow me but I told her I would go by myself. I wasn't used to this type of treatment. It made me wonder how my life would turn out if I had a billionaire fiance, I would have maids running errands for me. I would eat whatever I wanted without having to think if there would be any left for me to eat tomorrow. I would live my life to the fullest. But that would never happen.

I pushed the bathroom door open and walked in, it was gorgeous, it was all white and sparkling. There was an enormous tub that was filled with bubbles, everywhere smelled like strawberries. I dropped the towel and got into the glorious bathtub. 

It was perfect. It had been a while since I had a relaxing bath, my apartment only had a shower. 

I relaxed into the water as the heat seeped into me. I sighed in relief, letting all my worries soak away.

"This is so nice." I moaned while rubbing my skin, enjoying the water a little longer before getting out of the tub to take a shower and wash my hair.

I heard a knock at the door before Penelope spoke up.

"Ma,am. You have to hurry, we don't want you to be late for your wedding." 

I was getting frustrated by her attitude but I knew she was only doing what she was paid to do.

My mind went to Allen as I turned off the shower and used a towel to dry my hair.

Ian told me I might not see him but I couldn't help but wonder if he was going to come check on me before heading to church. Was he sulking because of his broken heart? Shouldn't he be worried if I still wanted to do this? I guessed he gives no second chances.

I pushed the thought of Allen out of my mind and headed out of the bathroom. Different make up were spread on the table and Abby had already pulled out the chair for me. 

I moved to the chair and sat down. She blow dried my hair and tied it in a bun before she started to work on my face.

The room was awfully quiet and awkward but I didn't care, I didn't know these ladies so there was nothing to talk about with them.

After Abby was done with my make up, she straightened my hair and put curls in it. Then the other girl asked me to pick from the four wedding dresses on the bed. I picked the most simple one and she helped me to wear it. I couldn't help but wonder how Ian knew my exact size because the dress fitted perfectly.

I moved towards the full mirror that was beside the bed and stared at myself in awe. I never knew I could be this beautiful. The dress hugged my figure down to my upper thigh, showing more of my curves, before the delicate lace material that could probably pay my rent for two years straight, graciously flowed down to the floor. The dress showed a bit of my cleavage but I didn't mind, some diamonds were neatly attached to the neckline, making it more beautiful.  My hands gently skimmed the soft material as I turned my body sideways to get a better view of the dress. 

"You look beautiful, ma'am." Penelope commented as she stared at me. I met her eyes through the mirror and smiled at her.

"Thank you." 

They made me sit and placed a silver necklace on my neck, and also wore silver earrings for me before they gave me a pair of glittering silver shoes. 

Everything was so beautiful that I almost forgot it wasn't even a real wedding. It was all pretense, I mustn't get too caught up in the moment. 

The ladies passed me a bouquet of colorful flowers before leading me out of the room. I looked around, hoping to see Allen but there was no sign of him anywhere. Penelope and the two ladies led me outside the house, where a Lamborghini was already waiting for me. 

I got into the car and soon we started our journey to the church where the wedding would be taking place. My heart beat rapidly in my chest as I thought of all the ways this could go wrong. Allen and Ian might not succeed in stopping Sophie from coming to the church, which means there were going to be two brides. If they succeeded in stopping her, she could eventually find her way to the church since it was supposed to be her wedding. 

I wondered what Allen was going to tell his parents and everyone when they found out he wouldn't be getting married to Sophie but to me, someone he barely knew. Would he tell them the truth? That he found out Sophie had been cheating on him?

I took in a deep breath as the driver drove into the gates of the church. We were finally here. I watched as people walked into the church with excitement on their faces. The paparazzi were also at the entrance of the church, taking pictures of people as they entered.

The driver opened the door for me but I refused to come down from the car. I was too scared to. I knew the paparazzi would come for me once I stepped out of the vehicle, if they found out I wasn't Sophie, things would go haywire before the wedding even starts. You know, if I wanted to run away, now was the perfect time to. But then, Allen had information about me, which included my address, so it would be stupid to run because he would find me and God knew what he would do to me for ruining his wedding day. It was better if I stayed. 

I let the veil cover my face as I told the driver to help me call Allen or Ian since I wasn't with my phone. Soon, Ian came walking out of the church premises. Even though I didn't really like him, I felt so relieved to see him.

"Ian!" I called out as I opened the door of the car.

"Hi, Mia. You look amazing." He complimented me. 

"Thank you, you look good too. But that aside, how I'm I going to get past all those paparazzi?" I asked him as I stared towards the church entrance.

"You don't have to worry about that." He stated calmly. "Let's get going." He said to me as he gently wrapped his hand around my arm and led me towards the church entrance. 

I was thankful the veil covered most of my face, making me almost unrecognizable. Like someone had given them a warning, the paparazzi moved away when they saw us coming towards them. Ian and I stood at the entrance and just then I heard music playing in the church. 

"You have to go in on your own." Ian said, he shifted away from me just as the doors opened, revealing everyone in the church who were already on their feet, they were all looking at me.

My entire body trembled and my feet remained glued to the spot. I wasn't used to this much attention. But then again, they weren't going to harm me. They were only here to celebrate Allen and I. 

I lifted my face and looked towards the altar, my eyes met with cold hazel eyes that had been staring at me. My heart leapt in my chest as he continued to watch me.  My feet finally moved and I walked into the church, my eyes were still trained on him, like if I ever looked away I would lose my confidence.

I never thought I would get married like this. As a child, I had always dreamed of having my dad by my side while walking down the aisle on my wedding day. Walking down this path myself made me realize how much I've missed my parents. I wished they were alive to witness this. 

As I got to the front, I noticed Sophie's parents staring at me in confusion. It was easy to recognize them because I had done my research before going to bed last night. They obviously knew I wasn't their daughter, they looked at Allen before turning to look at me again.

"Shit!" I muttered. I really hope things go well.