A young woman tormented by bullies invents a wealthy boyfriend to protect herself, using a stranger's photo as proof. When the real man behind the picture enters her life, her harmless lie spirals into a complicated romance with stakes she never expected.
Wait, Tiffany's blushing? Does she actually know Ethan? Tiffany hurried to pick up the cufflink and held it out to Ethan, her face going red. You dropped something.
I was standing right next to Tiffany, and as Ethan came closer, a faint, elegant whiff of cologne drifted over. It was the one-year anniversary gift I'd picked out for him myself.
That day, at the perfume shop, the counter girl had teased me. For your boyfriend? This one's really popular. Guys love it. I bit my lip and smiled, then leaned down for a sniff.
This one. Tiffany? I pressed my lips together and quietly stole a glance beside me people were jostling laughter pitched low look Tiffany's blushing all the way down her
neck why isn't Ethan saying anything Tiffany had her hand up for the longest time Ethan Ethan reached up and took the cufflink thanks his fingertips brushed rushed lightly across Tiffany's palm. Your name's Tiffany?
Yes, I'm Tiffany, Ethan. Ethan went quiet for two seconds, stared at Tiffany's face a moment longer, then turned and walked away.
Everyone crowded around Tiffany. Tiffany, you know Ethan? The way he looked at you just now was so gentle.