Fake Dating The Bad Boy For Revenge. 18+ novel Chapter 176

Chapter 176

AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.

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.

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.