Laura
I’m in shock that I agreed to be a fake fiancée. I should have told Stephen to go whistle Dixie, but I didn’t.
Do I wish this was real? Perhaps, but I know it isn’t. I’ve lost my mind for even doing this. I feel bad for Stephen; his choice to marry who he wants has been taken from him. Maybe that’s why I agreed.
As we stood in front of the pawn shop, I felt uneasy. I had never been to a pawn shop before, and perhaps that’s why I suddenly felt… desperate?
“Are you sure you want to go in this place?” Stephen questioned.
Was I sure? No, but it was a better choice for our situation. He can’t have a box-store ring for his fiancée, and the truth is, if I get a ring from Tiffany’s, I want it to have a real meaning of love.
I nodded and said, “Yeah, I’m sure.”
“Alright, stay close to
