Deception

SARAH’S POV

When I was looking at the lovey-dovey couple, the person who was behind the wall came into my vision.

I again looked at my father and smiled, thinking how deeply he must hate me.

'Camilla the Chameleon'

Well, honestly, I wasn't a bit surprised looking at her. She has always given me negative vibes, and knowing she is connected to them did not affect me much.

"It's not me; it's her. She is too good at seducing. And see the result in front of you," she said, looking at my belly disgustingly.

I so wanted to take out that tongue of hers, but I controlled my rage because I didn’t want to waste my energy on this trash.

Giving her a bored expression, I looked back at my father, who was again looking at me with his wife while holding his hands like a teenager.

"Father, don't mind her. As you have already seen her, she is good for nothing, so let's ignore her and continue our story." I give him my best smile and encourage him with my fakeness.

He gave Camilla one look, and for the