Our Fake Forever

Previously

…I looked at him, really looked at him, and for the first time, I saw not just a charming acquaintance, but a man who had, in a remarkably short time, become an integral part of my life. The lie felt less like a burden and more like an intricate dance, and I was starting to wonder if I was enjoying the steps a little too much. “I… I don’t know,” I confessed, the truth of it surprising even myself. “Maybe… maybe we just… breathe for a minute?” Liam’s smile softened, and he reached out, his fingers brushing lightly against my arm. The touch sent a shiver down my spine. “Breathe,” he agreed, his gaze holding mine. “And maybe… just maybe, we let ourselves see where this dance takes us.”