Shattered Clay, Unbreakable Heart

My boyfriend was an A-list movie star.

Yet, I never dared go public with our relationship.

Simply because I was just a nobody sculpting clay figures at a weekend flea market.

After scrimping and saving for an entire month to buy him an anniversary gift, I opened my phone only to see the breaking news: he had been spotted checking into a luxury hotel with an Oscar-winning actress.

Every major outlet was fighting to cover their high-profile romance.

Meanwhile, I, his actual girlfriend, was left forgotten in a dusty corner.