y four-year secret with Liam, my celebrated architect boyfriend. He was "ArchitectGod," I was "ChefSweetheart," and our in-gam
, a smile touching my lips. But instead of our virtual home, a sterile system notification popped up: "Your partn
over, Ava." Then, a 10,000,000 gold coin transfer. A severance package. My secret life, dismissed wi
rival designer. Liam, the man I loved, stood beside her, his face a mask of cool indifference. My blood
a breakup; it was a public execution. I stood frozen under the hot lights, thei