A wealthy man falls for a woman he has never seen, unaware that the mysterious stranger he can't stop thinking about is actually the maid working in his own home. As their two worlds collide under one roof, she must hide who she really is while he searches for the woman who captured his heart.
I buried my face in the blanket and cried into it. I had no idea how long I cried. When I finally looked up, I saw my swollen eyes in the mirror. And in that haze, I realized something.
This was the kind of person I was. I was fat, plain, the kind of girl nobody looked at twice. I didn't have Tamera's striking looks. I didn't have her privileged background, I didn't even have her confidence or how
bold she was. I was that ordinary. If I hadn't stolen Tamara's photos and identity, someone like Nico Valenti never would have noticed me.
In the end, I forced down that bitter ache inside me. After I sent Nico a message saying, I'm sorry, I destroyed all our chat records vanished completely from the dark web. On the third day after I cut contact, I got an encrypted email from Nico.
Tamara, what happened? Don't leave me. Every word was full of panic, pleading, and the confusion of being left for no reason. Too bad.
I wasn't Tamara. I pulled myself out of the memory and looked up to see all the servants staring at me I forced a smile. What is it the others just smiled and nothing only Tamara walked over looking innocent