Fake it until you make it

IMELDA

That fucking bitch! I gritted my teeth as I watched Bella conversing with her best friend. Looking at her, I had this compulsion to march over to her side and force her head down on the table.

I had to keep the urge to myself, knowing it was only a matter of time before I got rid of her if what that man said was the truth. He asked me to make friends with her, to get her to trust me, so she would go with me to the place he designed.

So far, I have gotten her to trust my sincerity. She seemed to have forgotten the things I did to her, something I didn't think was possible. Bella was such a gullible lady.

Sighing, I got up from my chair and walked over to them, forcing a smile on my face. “How are you doing, girl?” I sat on the empty chair next to her.

She looked up, shocked at first, but smiled when she noticed I was the one. “I'm good. I was just about to call you.”

“I guess our minds work together.” I grinned at her before I turned to Chris, who was giving me the death gl