Fading love, don't worry

“I need you to fake a private jet crash for me. A way out. A clean break from Julian Blackwood.”

My best friend, Chloe, looked like her jaw was about to unhinge. She probably thought she was hallucinating.

It was the same shock I’d felt when they announced Julian and I were getting married.

A poor girl from a forgotten town, an heir from one of the city's most powerful families—they were worlds apart. Nobody ever imagined they'd end up together.

People gossiped, of course. Some whispered Julian was just looking for a new thrill.