Mia stood at her bedroom window, watching Harry's expensive black car disappear down the long driveway. Her fingers pressed against the cool glass as tears gathered in her eyes. She blinked rapidly, trying to hold them back, but a single rebellious tear escaped down her cheek.

"What's wrong with me?" she whispered, wiping the tear away quickly.

"If you ask me, I'd say you're falling for a certain grumpy billionaire," a voice said from behind her.

Mia spun around to find Liza standing in the ...