If I could see a magician that could turn back the hands of time, I'd spend every penny in my account to make it happen.
A plan I'd thought would be my rescue turned out to be a house fire.
How could I have predicted he'd become so interested in Marshall? How was I supposed to get engaged to a guy I'd only spoken to once in nine years? Not to mention the fact that we actually hated each other's guts.
"Will that be a problem, Solayne?" Father asked, his look accessing.
No. He could not know I was lying. That'd be worse than the video.
"Of—Of course, not," I said, pasting on a smile that could pass for genuine. "Marshall and I will be here tonight for dinner."
.....
Mum followed me out of the office.
"Why didn't you tell me you were in a relationship with Marshall?" her voice was sof
