Amara.

It wasn’t until I stepped out of the James’ car and into his house did I realize what was happening. Everything I said, all the actions I took since the night of that charity event began rushing into my head. I was now a wife, even if a fake one. I now belonged to someone.

I could bet it was a dream come true for my parents, to see me get taken away by someone and not anyone but, James Mckenna. As if the universe heard my thought, his portrait came to view once I stepped into ...