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ME:Because Dash will never agree.
ROSA:Hmm…
IRIS:You won’t know unless you ask.
I put my phone away once they quieten down and focus on my notes for today’s afternoon meeting. But I fail in concentrating because of my friends’ words replaying inside my head. My sixth sense screaming their main goal is to make me talk to Dash, who hasn’t stopped plaguing my thoughts.
Every night, memories of him slither their way into my psyche.
Especially the ones I tried helplessly to forget.
So when Iris inadvertently spilled how Rosa told her that she saw a fire in my eyes for the first time in years, I didn’t like it. When I confronted her about the same, in typical Rosa fashion, she said, “Your eyes were glued to him, Bee.”
I denied it, not that she believed me.
You’re a terrible liar.
Worse, I haven’t discarded the plan altogether. I’m intrigued and leaning toward it—and with Dash, no less.
Thankfully, my sister hasn’t tried to contact me since that night but the weight of our conversation is still heavy. I’m in no frame of mind to hold a serious talk with her. The dread combined with my friends’ pestering, made the risky idea more enticing.
My only hope.
The last resort.
A fake marriage will solve all my problems and I’d be free of the lectures from my parents. The constant tension. The matching disappointment on their faces. Most of all, Arya will get her happily ever after without me standing in the way.
I also can’t shake off the guilt that sneaks in that I’d be lying to my family. Having a sham marriage and fooling my whole family. It’ll be a white lie but still a lie. Even if it ends with something amazing.
In theory, it sounds like an easy and smooth plan but in reality, so many things could go terribly wrong. That might put me in a scarier mess.
Because best-laid plans always go awry, don’t they?
If the truth about my sham marriage ever goes out, it will twist into a huge scandal. My father prides on his reputation and if his own daughter tarnishes it, he’ll never forgive me.
The other option… to marry for real.No, a shudder passes through me. I would never be an option.
A fake relationship is my best bet.
I’ll stay in it for a year until Arya is settled. Surely, I can survive a few months resisting and without killing Dash. It’s not like we’ll have to live together. Even if his merger is finalized, he’ll soon return to his headquarters. Who’s to say he would even want to marry me, even if in name only?
Hope flares inside me. It could actually work.
Shit. I need to stop. I’m getting carried away like my friends. I’m forgetting about the biggest hurdle. The toughest step. The one everything depends on.
Convincing Dash to marry me and become my fake husband.
AmI willing to take such a huge risk?I ask myself.To lean on the one man whom I vehemently told he’s my biggest regret? To willingly let him back into my life?
“Bianca.”
I’m dragged back to the present by my boss and mentor Mrs. Zara Cross’s voice. The queen of the interior designing world.
“Good morning, Zara,” I greet her with a polite smile.
The woman is one of the most influential and sought-after names in the designing industry. She made a name for herself at the age of thirty with her iconic style and charisma. I’ve been looking up to her my whole life and when she took me under her wing, I almost cried because it felt like a dream.
Her career took off to an even bigger height after she designed the home of a well-known celebrity. Since then, there's been a waiting list to become her client.
