My stepmother was wailing loudly beside me, dolled up with a new Birkin bag. Anger riled me as I saw Aliya standing beside her also crying.
‘What an actress’ I muttered under my breath.
My skin burned with Cain's hands wrapped around my waist. Even after everything he still wanted to pretend for the paparazzi that we were still a loving couple.
Even as we stood together I could still feel his eyes wandering to my step-sister.
The ceremony drawled out before me but I could hardly hear a thing. Once the coffin was lowered into the grave, I stepped out to a corner with the family lawyer.
“Can I see a copy of my father's will?”
“Mr Macmillan's will is already finalized and I will send a copy to you tomorrow.” He said with a curt nod.
“Ok, we can have a reading tomorrow,” I said with a curt nod.
He nodded and I walked out to join the crowd, Aliya's eyes flickered at me. I tried to remain calm as she walked over.
“What were you talking to the lawyer about?”
My stomach churned as I faced her. “Nothing that concerns you, Aliya.” I spat back.
I have been avoiding her since I found out about the truth but she always seemed to be in my way.