We’re only pretending… So why does it feel so real?

When I board the train, I’m just looking for a seat—not a story. But Mr. Tall, Broody, and Beautiful is sitting next to me, on his way to a funeral and a reckoning with his past.

And somehow, I end up volunteering to be his fake girlfriend.

Impulsive? Obviously. A terrible idea? Absolutely.

But Chris isn’t just a man with broad shoulders and quiet eyes—he’s carrying a weight that makes my chest ache. The more he shares, the more I’m drawn to him. His scars might be more visible than mine, but I have wounds too.

This was supposed to be pretend—a brief escape for both of us. But every glance, every touch, every confession feels achingly real.

Can our two broken hearts make a whole?

If you love tortured heroes, tenacious heroines, and big emotions wrapped in a pretend relationship that feels anything but fake… then get ready, because this one’s got all the feels.

(And yes, there’s only one bed. 😉)