Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176

AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.

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Grabbing my basket, I tried to conceal my excitement at the thought of finally leaving my father’s mansion for my mother’s house. Other people might call me crazy; hell, those kids at Ravenscroft High would probably think I’m a fool for leaving the life of luxury that comes with being my father’s daughter. But I’d take cramping in my small room back at my mother’s cottage, like a house, a day for the miserable life of sadness and gloom behind these walls.

I grabbed the basket of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies and ice cream I had made, and placed them in my much bigger basket with a wide smile on my face. It felt like I hadn’t seen my mother in forever. I missed her warm hugs, her soft hands as she tended to the flowers in her garden.

I really missed my mom.

“You have to get her flowers, Amara.’ I said internally as I placed everything properly so it’d look beautiful.

I pushed back the tears that threatened to spill, squared my shoulders, and put on a false nonchalant expression before walking towards the door. However, just before I could step out, I heard the slimy voice of my stepmother calling from behind me.

“Going somewhere, Amara?” I winced at the sharp tone of her voice. I specifically made sure to wake up earlier than usual because I didn’t want to see her face before I walked out of this mansion. I swear she’s bad fucking luck for anything that breathes and lives on the earth.

Sometimes, I felt as though flowers would suddenly wither away and die just by Her passing beside them. The toxic witch.

But instead of letting her know just how I felt about her, I placed a sugary smile on my face and spun on my heel so I could face her. Dad wasn’t around, so I’d have to be a much bigger snake to get away from her and make sure she didnt suspect that I was going to see my mother.

“Yes, I was going to see Sloane,” I said, maintaining that fake smile to the point where my cheeks almost hurt from how far I stretched my cheeks.

“Well…..are you sure you’re not going to see that….” She sighs and rolls her eyes for a moment before she says, “Mother of yours.” My grip on the bag tightens at her tone and the way she regards my mother, but I do not lose the smile.

“I’m not supposed to see her today.” She stares at me for a moment, her eyes narrowing suspiciously, before they dart to the fancy basket in my hands.

“What is that?” She asked, her hand gripping the staircase as she descended the stairs.

“It’s nothing special….just something Sloane says she wants from me for our picnic,” I replied, lying through my teeth. On a normal day, I wouldn’t have to

do this…But I needed her not to suspect where I was going,

Last night, I was going about my usual business of sneaking itching cream into her lotion bottle when I accidentally knocked a box over. In that box, there were a couple of letters in it, but one struck me straight in the heart with a pressing nudge to see what was inside it.

From what I read, she was working with someone to kill my mother in a couple weeks… There was no definite date; just that she would kill my mother

for some weird fucked up reason.

No one else knew about this but me, so I had to get the fuck out of here as soon as possible. Fuck that!

I have to get the hell out of here right now so I can warn her, and possibly my d that is, if he ultimately believes me.

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11:20 Wed, Jan 14 GDD

FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE.