Angie Harper, a famous pop star, is getting married to her long-time boyfriend Giovanni. But on their wedding day, a shocking video reveals Giovanni cheating on Angie with her personal assistant, Miles. Humiliated and heartbroken, Angie runs away from the wedding and finds comfort in a stranger named Reed. They share a passionate kiss, which is caught on camera. To save her career and reputation, Angie's dad suggests that she pretend to be in a relationship with Reed. Angie agrees, and they get married in a quick ceremony. As they start their new life together, Angie struggles to come to terms with her feelings and her fake marriage. Reed seems kind and supportive, but Angie senses that he is hiding secrets. Despite their differences, they start to develop a connection, and Angie finds herself feeling drawn to Reed. But she is still hurting from Giovanni's betrayal, and she doesn't know if she can trust Reed. As they navigate their fake marriage and the scrutiny of the media, Angie and Reed confront their feelings and secrets. Will they be able to make their fake marriage work, or will their secrets tear them apart?
View MoreChapter 18Reedâs POVThe next few days passed by in a blur. I returned to Angie.Angie was getting ready for the big concert, the one I knew she had been working toward for months. The excitement in her eyes was contagious, even though part of me hated the thought of her being away. But I knew it was important for herâŚthis was her moment.I tried to stay focused on the tasks I had to take care of for the family business. But all I could think about was her.She left early that morning, and we shared a brief kiss before she went to the airport. There was something about the way she kissed meâŚsoft, lingering, like she wasnât sure when sheâd see me again. It made my heart race, and the ache of knowing I couldnât tell her the truth about myself felt like a weight on my chest.âIâll call you when I land,â she said, looking at me with those big, hopeful eyes. âIâll miss you.ââIâll miss you too,â I said, though I couldnât shake the thought of the lies I was still carrying.After she
Chapter Seventeen Reedâs POVThe moment I woke up, the first thing I felt was her beside me.She was soft, warm, peaceful. The room was still dim, with only the morning light peeking through the curtains. I didnât move. I didnât want to disturb her. I just lay there, listening to her breathe, wondering if this was the calm before the storm.I had kissed her last night, really kissed her. And for the first time in a long time, I allowed myself to believe that maybe⌠just maybe⌠things could be real between us.But I knew better than to let my guard down completely.I glanced at the clock. It was still early, but I knew I couldnât stay here much longer. I had work to do⌠business to take care of. Things that didnât involve her, even though I wished they did.I quietly slipped out of bed and walked to the bathroom, trying not to wake her. The cool tile on my feet felt like a wake-up call. The reality of what I had to do kept pressing on me. I ran my hand through my hair, staring
Chapter SixteenAngieâs POVI held the note in my hand for a long time.âIâll explain soon.âI didnât know what it meant exactly. But just knowing Reed had written it⌠knowing he cared enough to say something, that was enough to make my heart soften again. I walked downstairs slowly, unsure if he was home.The lights in the living room were on. And there he was, sitting on the couch, elbows on his knees, staring at the floor.When he heard my footsteps, he looked up.Our eyes met.For a moment, neither of us said anything. Then I walked over and sat beside him, the note still in my hand.âI got this,â I said softly.He nodded. âI figured.âI studied his face. He looked tired and sad. The walls were down, even if just a little.âI donât need you to tell me everything tonight,â I whispered. âBut I need to know that I matter. That we matter.ââYou do,â he said without hesitation.My heart clenched.He reached for my hand. âIâve been cold and distant. It wasnât fair to you.
Chapter FifteenAngieâs POVThe sound of the doorbell made me jump. I wasnât expecting anyone. Reed had gone out again, Michelle was busy. I pulled my sweater closer and walked to the door. When I opened it, I froze.âDad?âHe smiled, holding a paper bag. âI brought your favorite. Tuna melt from Carsonâs.âI stepped aside. âCome in.âHe walked inside like he owned the placeâŚwhich, technically, he did. The apartment was his wedding gift to us. At the time, it felt like a fresh start. Now it just felt like another place I was slowly falling apart in.We sat in the kitchen. I opened the bag, but my appetite was gone.âYou havenât been eating,â he said, watching me closely.âIâm fine.ââNo, youâre not.âI looked down.âIs it Reed?âI nodded slowly.My dad sighed. âTell me what happened.ââItâs complicated.ââSo explain it to me.âI picked at the bread crust, trying to find the words.âHe saw Giovanni kiss me.âMy dad raised an eyebrow. âWhat?ââIt wasnât planned,â I sai
Angieâs POVBreakfast was quiet, it was too quiet.Reed sat across from me at the table, sipping his coffee slowly. I pushed my eggs around my plate, not really hungry. This silence was getting louder every day.âDid you sleep okay?â I asked, trying to make conversation.He nodded without looking up. âYeah.âHe didnât follow up. There was a wall I couldnât get past.I cleared my throat. âI was thinking⌠maybe we could go out later. Just walk around the city. Get some air.âHe took another sip, then shrugged. âMaybe.âMaybe.That was all he ever gave me lately.The kiss with GiovanniâŚthat moment I didnât stop him fast enoughâŚwas still between us like a ghost. I could feel it every time Reed looked at me and then looked away.I wanted to scream, or cry, or shake him and tell him to stop pretending he didnât care.Because I knew he did.But instead, I just got up from the table and walked away.Later that afternoon, my phone rang. It was ChloeâŚmy manager.âAngie! Iâve got a
Angieâs PerspectiveThe next morning, Reed barely spoke to me. He came downstairs quietly, already dressed.He didnât kiss me on the forehead, he didnât smile. Not even a âgood morning.ââHey,â I said softly, standing by the kitchen counter.He poured coffee and nodded. âMorning.âThat was it.No eye contact. No questions. Just silence.I tried to stay calm, I had already apologized a few times the night before. But it didnât change the fact that he walked in on something that looked terrible. Even if it wasnât what it seemed.Even if I didnât mean for it to happen.âReed, can we talk?ââI have errands,â he said, grabbing his keys.âErrands?â I asked, stepping closer. âAre we going to keep ignoring this?ââIâm not ignoring anything,â he said. âI just need space.âThat hurt more than I expected.He walked to the door, paused, then turned back slightly. âIâll be back later.âAnd just like that, he was gone. The silence left behind was too loud. I sat down slowly on the cou
Chapter TwelveMitchell (Angie bestfriend's) POVI needed to get out.Between Angieâs drama and my own stress, my head felt like it would explode. So I did what I always did when life got too much⌠I went out. The club was loud, wild, and full of strangers. Just how I liked it.I danced, drank and I let the music drown out everything.For a while, I didnât think about Giovanni, or Reed, or the fact that Angieâs life was spinning like a movie. I just let go. I was at the bar ordering another drink when I saw him.He was tall, he wore a sharp suit. His hair looked like it had been touched by a professional stylist. Not the usual kind of guy I found here. He looked like he didnât belong in a place like this. But he didnât look uncomfortable.He looked like he owned it. Our eyes met for a second. He raised his glass slightly, smirked, and looked away.Okay. Mysterious stranger energy. I was into it.I turned to get my drink and forced myself not to stare. But curiosity got the bett
Angie POVReed walked in slowly, like he didnât want to be there. His eyes didnât leave mine. He looked calm⌠but I knew better.He was mad.No⌠he was hurt.âReed,â I started, taking a small step toward him. He didnât say anything.Giovanni stood behind me, his eyes full of fake confidence. âLook who finally showed up.âI turned quickly. âGiovanni, donâtâŚâReed dropped the bag fully and walked past us without a word.âHey!â Giovanni shouted. âYou think you can steal my girl and just walk away?âI spun around, shocked. âWhat?! GiovanniâŚââYou did this,â Giovanni pointed at Reed. âYou made her hate me. You ruined us!âReed froze, his back still turned. He didnât say anything. Not yet.Giovanni stepped closer, his voice rising. âYou think youâre better than me? Just because you play the good guy?ââStop it!â I snapped. âYou need to go.âReed finally turned, his eyes colder than Iâd ever seen them. âShe left you because you cheated. Donât blame me.âGiovanni laughed, but th
Chapter TenAngie's POVI woke up with a smile on my face. It had been a long time since I felt this warm, this⌠happy.Last night was different.We had laughed. Talked. Shared a meal like two people who werenât pretending anymore. There was something softer in the way Reed looked at me, something I hadnât seen before âWhere do you keep disappearing to at night?â I asked him after he kissed me. But he stop and looked at me, his jaw tight. âItâs nothing important.âI frowned. âI didnât ask if it was important. I asked where you went.âThen, just like that, he leaned in and kissed me. Again.His lips were warm. Soft. A little rough from being outside in the cold earlier. But they made me melt.I wasnât expecting it, but I didnât stop him either. I kissed him back. We didnât sleep together. But it got intense.He pulled me onto his lap, and our hands were all over each other. His lips moved down my neck, and I felt like the whole world disappeared. He didnât say a word. Just kep
I stood in front of the full-length mirror, barely able to believe the reflection staring back at me. The wedding dress was perfect. White and flowing, with delicate lace patterns wrapping around the bodice. It hugged my body just right. I looked like a princess. A bride. My heart fluttered in my chest. This was it. The day I had been waiting for. A tear pricked my eye, but I quickly blinked it away before it could ruin my makeup. If only Mom could see me now, I thought. I took a deep breath. And a soft smile formed on my lips. Mom would have loved Giovanni. He was charming, handsome, and always made me feel special. Every love song I wrote was inspired by him. Today, I was finally becoming his forever. The dressing room door swung open, and Rachel, my stylist, walked in, gasping dramatically. âAngie, oh my God.â I turned to her, laughing. âIs it too much?â âToo much? Girl, you look like a dream.â She stepped closer, adjusting my veil, her eyes shining with excit...
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