Our Fake Forever

Previously

…As he spoke, a sudden, sharp rap on the door shattered the quiet intimacy of the moment. My heart leaped into my throat. Who could that be? It was late. Liam looked at me, a question in his eyes. I shook my head, equally bewildered. Hesitantly, I rose and walked to the door. Peering through the peephole, my breath hitched. Standing on my doorstep, silhouetted against the dim hallway light, was Aunt Carol. And behind her, a smug, triumphant expression on her face, stood a woman I’d never seen before. My carefully constructed facade felt like it was about to shatter.