Baby Daddy Facade

"In a great romance, each person plays a part the other really likes." - Elizabeth Ashley.

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"So I really want this wedding to happen as soon as possible, that's why it will be happening in a month." Yaya explained while sipping on her cocktail.

She had invited all her bridesmaids to meet for lunch and the only person I knew around this table was Alma the other three ; no idea.

"Oh right, Alma and Raina this is Leentje Timmermans my childhood bestfriend, we met in highschool back in Amsterdam." She pointed at the woman who sat beside me with big cold narrow gray eyes, strawberry blonde hair in waves and had a meaningful tattoo on her neck.

"Nice to meet you Alma and Raina I wouldn't say the same." She spoke in a thick Dutch accent filled with vernom and I flinched in my seat.

"She is my maid of Honour." Yaya added.

"Over there is Linda Freisler, she from Germany you must know her collections...we met at a fashion show in Cologne and we have been close friends ever since." She pointed at the woman who beside Leentje with a sophisticated solemn expression. She had deep set blue eyes tousled auburn hair with a nose ring.

"Alma and Raina, Guten dag." She said in a nonchalant tone. I furrowed my eyebrows because I didn't understand what the hell she was saying but Alma replied without hesitance, her stomach was now showing just a bit considering she was four months pregnant.

"Over there is Antoinetta Ravn, a good friend of my mine. She is from South Africa but we went to the same Fashion school in Amsterdam back in Netherlands." She pointed at the woman who sat right beside me, i had thought she was African-American from her caramel tanned complexion. She had warm brown eyes, her black frizzy hair placed in a bun, a small gold earing on each ear.

"Nice to finally meet you Alma and Raina." She spoke with a none american accent.

"Nice to meet you all." I gave a warm smile making Leentje roll her eyes and Linda furrowed her eyebrows.

American ?"

American sitting on this table. Of course I felt comfortable with Alma but now I felt left out because she could speak Dutch with them but

were only inviting Europeans, you know how i absolutely distaste Americans." Linda sneered

mom is from Puerto Rico."

or German or just Spanish ?" Leentje narrowed

I replied in a low

even speak Spanish ?"

"No."

are American and I don't like you." Linda said

Linda."

to look at them. Leentje started laughing hysterically then Yaya and

similar to Dutch so let's just say we can speak

I frowned so much to Alma for being my best friend she didn't even mutter a word

speak English and none

yelped

ladies. I'm getting married." Yaya grinned showing off

right and I'm the maid of Honour." Leentje

to rub it in." Linda rolled

friends ?" Antoinetta said, it seemed she