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flowers and the sound of joyous applause. My heart fluttered with nervou

I smiled and thanked each of them, trying to ignore the u

iddle-aged woman says as she pulls me into a hug, and my smile twi

daughter and mother would. It was almost sickening how she appeared unaffected by the thought of a stranger taking her daughter’s place, but it was no

isdoings, and she’d agreed to remain oblivious to save her ow

was definitely a f

, turning to face my newly wedded husband. “And you look as

the cheesy nickname, my

with a hearty laugh, his gaze flickering to me a

me. I met his gaze, but I was unable to look into his eyes for more than a few se

any in Hollywood. A man known for his dedication and charisma in the way he managed his b

n a tailored suit that accentuated his athletic build, his dark hair was neatly styled, framing his chiseled features perfectly. A smile played at the c

ing to break off their relationship then she should have done so in a more civilized manner, but then again, maybe she just lacked the courage to do so. Eith

ssuming twi

e piercing gaze of my sister-in-law, the woman who had orchestrated this whole chara

ping with faux sweetness. "You've done well to st

were nothing more than a casual observation. "Than

ou play the part of the Verona Winfield, and you'll be rewarded handsomely. But if you slip up

a stone. I knew what was at stake, and knew the consequences if I fail

ses a hollow feeling to swell in my chest and I look away from them, my eyes stinging wit

nue, no matter how much

ed into a pawn in this wicked game of deceit, it would all be worth it in