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Was Ashton captivated by my beauty?

I had always thought his heart was as tough as his rugged exterior, immune to such charms. But it seemed the saying about men being visual creatures held some truth after all.

Even though I knew I had his attention, I deliberately ran my fingers through my wavy hair, letting it cascade over one shoulder.

His eyes darkened, and his expression became colder. I couldn’t figure out why his mood had shifted so suddenly, nor did I care enough to guess.

I cut straight to the point. “So, are you going to agree to my proposal, Mr. Drake?”

“What?” His gaze had already shifted away from me.

I chuckled lightly.

Was he pretending not to hear me? Or had he suddenly developed selective amnesia?

“Be my boyfriend. Temporarily,” I repeated, reminding him of what I had asked the night before.

Ashton didn’t respond immediately. His eyes were fixed on something in the distance.

Following his gaze, I noticed the Ferris wheel slowly turning, its cabins rising higher and higher.

Victor had mentioned that Logan planned to propose to me. Could the Ferris wheel be part of his plan?

I squinted, trying to spot anything unusual at the top of the ride.

Just then, Ashton spoke, his voice low and steady. “What do you mean by temporary?”

“I mean, be my boyfriend just until Logan’s obsession with me dies down. After that, we go back to being… nothing.”

I felt a pang of guilt as I laid out the terms. It felt wrong to reduce Ashton to a tool for my plan, especially knowing how he felt about me.

After swallowing hard, I rephrased my explanation. “We wouldn’t actually be dating. It’s just for show- to make Logan think we’re together.”

“And why should I agree to that?” Ashton asked, his tone calm but firm.

I avoided his gaze, suddenly feeling awkward. I wouldn’t have even asked if it weren’t for Nora’s endless urging last night and Logan’s increasingly erratic behavior.

A breeze tousled my hair, and I brushed it aside before continuing, “Because you’re the most suitable person for the role, and…”

I hesitated.

I wanted to be honest about why I thought he was perfect for this, but bringing up his past confession -that he wanted to marry me and had feelings for me–felt manipulative.

“And?” Ashton prodded, his piercing gaze unwavering.

I smiled sheepishly. “Nothing.”

“You were going to say I mentioned wanting to marry you and that I have feelings for you, weren’t

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you?” he stated bluntly, cutting through my hesitation like a knife.

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in pretending, I met

my heart began to race. I felt a flush creeping up my neck and

his way of silently

through my hair again and said lightly, “If yo u don’t want to, just forget I said

turned to leave, but Ashton’s hand shot out, blocking

he said.

at him in

added, his

and the intensity in

be your real boyfriend. If things don’t work out, we can break up. But I won’t be some pretend

words hung in the

radiating determination. There was an unmistakable authority in

who would

for appearances, a way to get Logan

out of

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a moment before I blurted out angrily, “Has he completely lost his

Hart, Mr. Mercer has indeed been acting

it became clear to me that everything–the wedding dresses, the rings–was orchestrated by Logan. Victor had

me hate him even more?”

Mr. Mercer is thinking. But one thing is

thing for others to say that, but how can you say it?

fell silent, unable to answer.

he wants to act crazy, let him. I’m not going to play along with his games,”

ended between you and Mr. Mercer. If it weren’t for me, the two of you might not

not have had the courage to end things with Logan.” I paused before continuing, “But you should know–our breakup wasn’t because of just one

final blow,” Victor said, his voice barely above

said what I needed to say, Victor. If you still want to blame yourself, that’s your choice. But if Logan fires you because of this, then leave. You’re more than capable of finding a better job somewhere else,” I reassured

hesitated. “Ms. Hart, have you found a new job yet?”

to give him–or Logan–any information

behavior had become unpredictable, and I didn’t want him finding out

call, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I couldn’t believe Logan had gone so

from the night before, I

him:

sober now. When can we talk?”

still early, and he

and tried to shake off the lingering frustration. After a quick shower, I decided to visit my parents‘ grave–a place I hadn’t

the cemetery, I noticed something unusual. A bouquet of daisies sat by the

they had been left within the

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over a decade ago, and apart from

Tessa been here recently? But if they had, why hadn’t Tessa

the lilies I had brought–my mom’s

on the tombstone, a familiar ache resurfaced in my chest. Yet, I managed

“have you missed me? I’ve been

I

broke up. I’m sorry I couldn’t fulfill your wishes–or

to marry.