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2025-09-10 23:20:26OLÍVIA’S POV
@isabelle_ Someone’s tying the knot today!
@rita_ What’s with all the “a”s and “r”s?
@isabelle_ It means this is gonna be epic!
@olívia_ Bankruptcy be damned, I’m getting my princess day, lol!
@rita_ Did you check the news this morning? Been online?
@isabelle_ What’s online?
@olívia_ Nothing you need to see, @isabelle.
@rita_ You sure it’s worth the sacrifice?
@olívia_ Got a better idea?
@isabelle_ I’ll take your place! Here’s an idea! Who wouldn’t want to marry Jorel Clifford? @rita, if you thought the older brother was hot, you haven’t seen the younger one.
@olívia_ Honestly, I’m not even sure which one’s hotter anymore.
@rita_ Wait, what? You’re falling for the heartless Clifford CEO’s charm too?
@isabelle_ He’s a monster. Treated @olívia like she was trash in his own house.
@olívia_ Honestly, that doesn’t even faze me.
@rita_ I’ll never get how you can be so sweet, so kind, and still have ice in your veins!
@isabelle_ She’s a block of ice… on fire, lol!
@olívia_ I’ve cried enough, and it didn’t fix a thing. Laughing at my own mess feels less pathetic.
@rita_ So you saw the news?
@isabelle_ What news?
@isabelle_ has been removed from the group.
@olívia_ Woke up to headlines that my future husband spent the night with *two* women (laughing emoji).
@rita_ Holy crap, that’s serious! How is that funny?
@olívia_ It’s my life, my rules!
@rita_ I’m worried about you.
@olívia_ I’m fine, and I’ll be even better.
@rita_ Jorel Clifford’s a jerk. He’s gonna make you miserable.
@olívia_ No, he won’t. He’s gonna fall for me.
@rita_ Are you out of your mind?
@olívia_ You think I can’t make someone love me?
@rita_ I love you. Isabelle loves you. Dad loves you. Jorel Clifford doesn’t love anyone.
@olívia_ My life’s been a dumpster fire, but it taught me a few tricks, trust me.
@rita_ Like putting up with being cheated on without batting an eye?
@olívia_ I grew up around prostitutes.
@rita_ So you’re gonna be one for him?
@olívia_ Everything a man wants, you get in bed, @rita.
@rita_ And you think he hasn’t already done it all? Probably had a twenty-person orgy!
@olívia_ What’s that?
@rita_ Twenty people, lol!
@olívia_ I like Jorel.
@rita_ He’s still a scumbag. A lucky scumbag who’s got your affection.
@olívia_ The wedding dress is simple but pretty.
@rita_ Did Dad pay for it?
@olívia_ Nope! Clifford’s secretary sent it over.
@rita_ They didn’t even let you pick it out? Those jerks!
@olívia_ I’ll admit, I made a few tweaks to the design they sent.
@rita_ What do you mean?
@olívia_ It looked like something from a 1930s thrift store.
@rita_ Oh, come on, you didn’t dye it, did you?
@olívia_ Of course I did! Since when does a bride wear cream?
@rita_ Did you see the invitations? Is that why you changed the dress color?
@olívia_ Invitations? I’ve barely seen myself this past week!
@rita_ I got one. It felt off, and I had a hunch you hadn’t seen it.
@olívia_ I haven’t seen a thing, @rita. Was it nice? I’m excited—send me a pic!
@rita_ That bastard put on the invite that guests should wear white.
@olívia_ So that’s why they sent me a pale white dress? Guess they wanted me to stand out.
@rita_ You’re joking, right?
@olívia_ Obviously! I’m good, not gullible!
@rita_ Phew! Had me worried there for a sec.
@olívia_ The Cliffords are in for a little surprise! If I ever get divorced—which I don’t plan to—I won’t get another church wedding. This is my one shot.
@rita_ You’re totally gonna divorce that loser.
@olívia_ I’m not wasting my dream of a church wedding by blending into the background. No one takes that from the bride.
@rita_ Love that! Score one for the Aberttons!
@olívia_ Jorel’s not the problem. He does whatever his brother tells him.
@rita_ Including splashing the tabloids the day before his wedding with *two* topless escorts pouring champagne down his throat?
@olívia_ Everyone deserves a bachelor party!
@rita_ God, he’s such a moron! Could’ve picked something the whole world didn’t have to see.
@olívia_ Jorel doesn’t know the meaning of privacy, lol. But I’ll teach him.
@rita_ I don’t know whether to feel sorry for you or him.
@olívia_ Why’s that?
@rita_ If I didn’t like guys, I’d fall for you, @olívia.
@olívia_ Why?
@rita_ You’re the kind of person who makes people hand over their shoes on a path of nails without even knowing why.
@olívia_ Compliment or shade?
@rita_ Sisterly love! Lol!
@olívia_ I’ll be fine.
@rita_ I’m not so sure about him.
@olívia_ You’re really not coming?
@rita_ I know now that Mom and Dad can’t afford my ticket. You’re marrying to cover the cost of that disaster of a dinner with the Cliffords that didn’t even work out.
@olívia_ I’m sorry.
@rita_ I bet Gabe Clifford didn’t even glance my way!
@olívia_ He’s a total jerk. Doesn’t know what he’s missing. We could’ve had a double wedding.
@rita_ God, you’re insane!
@olívia_ Realistic.
@rita_ I thought Mom was nuts—you’re worse!
@olívia_ Hahaha!
@rita_ Seriously, you never lost it with her, so you must be worse.
@olívia_ Wish me luck.
@rita_ I love you. Wishing you all the luck in the world. If you change your mind, even if it’s mid-signature, I’m here.
@olívia_ I’m not backing out. I know I can change Jorel Clifford.
@rita_ You’d thrive here in the States. I could hook you up with a job, some cash, and a fresh start.
@olívia_ And Dad? The house? The furniture? Everything we own?
@rita_ Let him fix the mess he made.
@olívia_ We had the best of everything, always.
@rita_ He lied to us. We could’ve at least tried to save money. Who blows their entire fortune on a private jet for a dinner abroad?
@olívia_ His heart was in the right place. He had high hopes.
@rita_ Like selling me off?
@olívia_ Chill! Cut them some slack.
@rita_ I might never come back, @olívia (sad emoji).
@olívia_ Are you happy there?
@rita_ Happier than you and Isabelle.
@olívia_ I’m gonna be happy.
@rita_ Even though I hate that jerk, I sent a little honeymoon gift.
@olívia_ For real? Where is it?
@rita_ Told Mom to slip it into your lingerie bag.
@isabelle_ joined
@rita_ How’d you do that, @isabelle?
@isabelle_ Never told you guys I wanna be a hacker someday?
@olívia_ That’s why I love you, Sweetie.
@rita_ Ugh, you two are so sappy! Go to bed, @isabelle.
@isabelle_ It’s morning here! Just woke up! (shocked emoji)
@rita_ Goodnight, sisters! It’s almost 1 a.m. here. Good luck, @olívia! @isabelle, keep an eye on her! Be her hacker sidekick!
@olívia_ Love you.
@rita_ Love you both.
@isabelle_ left.
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