When Mariah Rosalia Anderson goes to USA, she learns a little about her childhood past.
Mariah had a simple life. Xander had a normal life. And when they meet each other, their life is about to get a whole lot different from when it was before.
Hate, romance, laugh, hysteria, a lot of sarcastic remarks, profanities, many secrets and a hell lot of drama- and you get yourself a not so boring life. Oh, and also the truth.
And when it says that The Truth Hurts, let me tell you, the truth hurts like Hulk gave you a high five on your face with a chair really hard.

The Truth Hurts

I was currently having my hair pulled, face poked and eye stabbed. Britney hired a bunch of professionals to work on our makeup. Just her and I. She said and I quote, “I’m the main focus of the day. I need to be shimmering and shining brighter than anyone else. And you need a man.” 


I just snorted. I didn’t need nor want a man. 


We were all standing outside the chapel. Guests were all sitting inside. The groom was going to enter first, followed by the bridesmaids and groomsmen in pairs and then the best man and maid of honor separately. 


That was my idea. I had to debate with myself for an hour whether I should walk down the aisle arm-in-arm with Xander, the person I told off, or I should walk down the aisle alone in front of everyone and possibly humiliate myself. Obviously, I decided with the latter. I do not want to be near that jerk right now. 


Chapter 18