#Chapter 16: Kiss for the Camera

Kayla I really couldn’t believe Vanessa still had the nerve to come to my party, after all she had done. She used to be my friend. My best friend. My only friend. And then she had slept with my fiance, on our wedding day no less. Even looking at her now, all I could see was her bridesmaid dress pulled up around her waist, her head thrown back and her hair cascading over her shoulders as she rode the man who was supposed to be my husband. Nothing could ever repair that. Nothing. “As far as I know, you’re not on the guest list,” I said coldly, crossing my arms over my chest. “So tell me why the fuck you’re here.” Vanessa’s face paled, but only for a moment. She lifted her chin. “Because I’m your best friend,” she replied, flashing that insincere smile that I had seen too many times before. And how stupid I was for now realizing sooner just how insincere it was. But I knew now, and I wasn’t going to fall for it. “Shut the fuck up,” I snarled.