The Wrong Bride (The Windsors, #1)

by Catharina Maura

His expression tells me that he knows I’m lying, but thankfully he lets it go.

Boy if you know its wrong why you doing it

“That’s because her work is demanding, Raven. You would never understand what it’s like to be an actress. All you need to do is stand still and look pretty all day. It isn’t the same for Hannah. She doesn’t get to go home after one measly photoshoot. She’s away from home for weeks on end, working on sets that aren’t even remotely comfortable. Do you really think she wanted to postpone the wedding? She did that because she had no choice. You might not get it, but the least you can do is keep silent if you have nothing good to say.”

The mother needs to drown

My heart aches as I turn my back to my mother and walk away. Every time I see Mom, I feel like a horrible person and end up hating myself. I should be happy for Hannah, and I should feel honored that I’m being included in the wedding to this extent…but I hate it. I hate the person I become when I’m at home. I’m never this desperate for attention or acknowledgment, and though it hurts me to see her with Ares, I’ve never resented her for having his love. Yet each time I’m at home, my head fills with awful thoughts. What if the one Ares was marrying were me? What if I never took her to Sierra’s birthday party? What if I refused to help with the wedding? What if I made a move on Ares and stole him away? I’m better than this, but each time I come home, I turn into the most pathetic version of myself. “Sweetheart?” I look up at my father, and he sighs knowingly. “Let me walk you out, sweet girl.”

Girl then why the fuck are you still coming home

Deep down, they do love me. Maybe not as much as they love Hannah, but I learned long ago to be okay with that.

My mom hates me and im so frustrated but i learned how to cope. Dont soumd like it girly

I can’t help but wonder why Hannah can’t be more like her. They’re sisters, but they’re so different.

Horrible Thoughts to have about your gf and her sis bro

hate how she’s become the object of men’s desires. They can’t see beyond her beauty to the funny and kind woman within. I know how toxic this industry is, and I don’t want that for her. I want her safely behind the flashing lights, instead of in front of them.

Excuse me, que te pasa brother

Raven hasn’t been herself recently, and I’m worried about her. I’m worried it’s all becoming too much for her. The continuous dieting, the tough requirements that photographers have, the often harsh shooting environments. I’ve never understood why she does it at all. She’s beautiful beyond words, but somehow, this career doesn’t suit her.

Sir i fear i hate u

“It’d better not. Not with me, and certainly not with anyone else.”

ELLA NO ES TU PROPIEDAD

“Raven, this is some kind of sick joke, right? Please tell me it is.” She laughs humorlessly, the sound carrying a hint of desperation. I shake my head, remorse washing over me. She loves him. Hannah might be selfish, but her love for Ares has always been one of the most beautiful things about her. “How could you marry my fiancé?” she asks in disbelief. “How could you possibly agree to marry someone who will never love you? Why would you do this to me, Raven? If you’d just walked away, they’d have postponed the wedding and they wouldn’t have been able to blame Ares for it.”

Perdon? Que carajo le pasa a esta cabrona

Hannah glances at her phone and grimaces. “I need to go,” she says reluctantly. “I’m supposed to be on set today.” Ares tenses, hearing the words she isn’t saying. If she’s expected to be on set, then she must have known long ago that she wouldn’t be on her honeymoon today. What kind of game is she playing, and how long is Ares going to let her get away with it?

This bitch has a personality disorded. She needs to be put down

“If you two end up sleeping together, he’ll end up falling for you. I know you think he’ll never stop loving your sister, but I call bullshit. He’s always looked at you a certain way, and there’s always been this unshakeable bond between you two. He just needs a push. Ares is a man of morals, and so long as he thinks he’s doing right by both Hannah and you by staying away, he will. Give him a reason to fold. Honestly, if you just outright tell him you want him to meet your physical needs, he’d fall as fast as a house of cards. I know he wants you. He just won’t admit it to himself.”

Porque tienen que resort to sex in order to fall inlove or see the value in someone. Eso me molesta tanto. Ah sleep with him y vas a ver que le gustas. Likke im mad at this.

“You selfish little girl,” she snaps. “You’ll never change, will you? You will never have it in you to be the bigger person. Can’t you see that this is going to ruin your relationship with your sister? Hannah isn’t going to reach out because she’s heartbroken, and she’s never been good at telling us when she’s in pain. You know exactly why that is, Raven. It’s the result of years and years of her being sick, of feeling like a burden. I’m not saying Hannah isn’t wrong, but so are you. We both know that your marriage to Ares is temporary, so why not just make her feel better? Would it really kill you to pick up the phone and reassure her?” “Would it kill her to do the same for me?” Mom sighs. “I’m so incredibly disappointed in you. I don’t understand how you two can both be my daughters when you’re so different. I wish you could be more like your sister.” I laugh humorlessly. “Yeah, join the club, Mom. Everyone wishes I could be Hannah, but I’m not. I’ll never be her.”

Que clase de madre tu eres so cbrona

“Please, Rave. Tell him to talk to me. I know my request sounds ridiculous, especially because your marriage isn’t real. You said it yourself, the two of you are just friends, and considering how much he loves me, it’ll never be more than that, but he just…he has such a strong sense of loyalty. Remind him that it’s misplaced.” I stare at her for a moment as a wave of disappointment and sorrow washes over me. “You aren’t here to apologize for what you did to me, are you? You’re here because you need me to talk to Ares on your behalf.”

Oh god I hate this woman.

“No,” I tell her, my voice soft. “I won’t talk to Ares for you. He’s not a child, and I’m not a mediator. Don’t ask me for more than I’ve already given you, Hannah, because there’s not much left of me to give.” Her eyes widen in surprise, as though she didn’t expect me to deny her. I suppose I never have before. I’ve always given into anything she’s asked of me. Always. But that ends today.

Excelente mi hermana, enseñale que de verdad tienes cojones.

I smile at her, my heart wrenching. “You wouldn’t be standing here today if I hadn’t sacrificed anything for you. Similarly, I wouldn’t exist without you. We both know that Mom and Dad only had me because they needed my bone marrow to save your life. I’ve spent my entire life living in your shadow, Hannah, giving into anything you wanted, supporting you in any way I could think of, even if it meant making myself small and invisible. I’m done. I’m done being taken for granted. I’m done being pushed around. I love you, but I can’t have you in my life if all you bring me is sorrow.”

Absolutely fucking mental

He lifts her into his arms before I even have a chance to reply. As he walks past me, I see her glance at me over his shoulder, a smile on her face. I just told her she wouldn’t have these moments with Ares because I’d be there too, but I realize now…she’s counting on me being present. This is what I’ll have to deal with for the rest of my life, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

Hipocrita. Infeliz. Serpiente. Maligna. Envidiosa. Estupida. Cabrona. Puta.

“I gave you my virginity that night, Ares. You told me that there’d be no going back from that point, and I believed you. You asked me to marry you, and the very next day, you announced that you were dating my sister.” He drops his forehead to mine and inhales deeply. “Raven,” he pleads. “The next morning, I…I woke up with Hannah in my bed. I didn’t…I didn’t know.” I push against his chest, my stomach clenching. “W-what?” He refuses to let me go and nods, his eyes reflecting the torment I feel. “I remember waking up with a smile on my face, wanting more of you. I turned over, and Hannah was in my bed, naked. She smiled at me and told me that she’d enjoyed every second of the previous night. She convinced me that the woman I slept with that night was her. It…it was really you?” I sniff as tears escape my eyes. “Yes.” My voice breaks. “I snuck out of your room at dawn and went back to Sierra’s room to freshen up, and by the time I came down for breakfast, you were sitting there with your arm around her, telling everyone you were dating. It broke me.”

Pero que clase crical es este.