Rosanna was beyond angry and it was written all over her face. But it wasn't just this night that she was angry about. It the situation surrounding the night. It was the wedding. A wedding that she was forced into because her parents wanted the business to be bigger and better. They were using their first and only child as a pawn. What made it worse was just how public they were with this wedding. The 'happy' couple was plastered all over the tabloids and blabbed about on different media outlets. It was sickening. If only everyone knew the truth. If only everyone only knew that Rosanna would rather die than marry the woman she has to take pictures with tonight. "Are you going to grimace the entire party?" "That's the idea." She responded to her mother. "Just smile when a camera points in your direction." It's the same command she is given at every event.
The car stopped in front of the hotel. It was almost as extravagant as the lie they were all telling. Rose was first to exit the car once the door was opened. As expected, media surrounded the front door that was being blocked by two security guards. Rosanna flashed them all her 'America's Sweetheart' smile. She did her best to dodge any questions and luckily her parents just took over for her. Rosanna just wanted to head inside. Inside is where she didn't have to pretend as much. The people inside were all in on it and just wanted to keep up with the drama between the couple. The waiter offered drinks right as they walked in and immediately she reached for a cocktail. "Your limit is three." Her father whispered as he took his champagne glass. Rose kept from rolling her eyes and sipped her fruity drink. It wasn't hard to spot her fiancé. She always made it a point to locate her in the room first, so that she could avoid her. And that is exactly what she did. Rosanna headed off in the other direction to mingle with the other guests.