I strolled into Katie’s bookshop, the familiar scent of old books and coffee wrapping around me like a comforting embrace. Katie, perched behind the counter, looked up and broke into a wide grin as I approached.

"Em! Spill everything about Seattle!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with curiosity.

I leaned on the counter, lowering my voice even though the shop was empty. "Let's just say meeting Liam's parents was... an experience. And the whole pretending-to-be-engaged thing ...