A Clique Of Mean Girls

NATASHA'S POV

I was in a state of rage, a very intense one, and no number of congratulations from well-wishers was helping. The look of excitement on that woman's face as she announced that her child will be marrying Raymond still taunted me.

My devilish glare fell on my mother-in-law to be, she caused all of these. When I called her that one fateful night to know how Raymond was doing, as usual, she told me he wanted a bride. Someone to give him a child that would enable him to take over the Company. At that time, I was set to marry Damon, the only man I dated throughout my stay in France. Good thing I didn't blurt it out to her, that I was getting married. A few days to my supposed wedding, I found my best friend in bed with the man I was about to marry. And that's how I returned to Georgia to marry Raymond, after kicking against a surprised encounter to no avail. The dramatic Matilda felt meeting in a regular manner would make our reunion boring and awkward, which, I believed, was