(Emma's POV)
I tossed and turned in my bed, sleep evading me like a cruel joke. My heart felt heavy, weighed down by the events of the day. Alexander's tender words and affectionate gestures replayed in my mind, a bittersweet reminder that none of it was meant for me. It was all for Victoria, the woman I was pretending to be.
As I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts raced. How long could I keep up this charade? What would happen when Alexander discovered the truth? The possibilities terrified me.
My phone buzzed, startling me from my reverie. I reached for it, squinting at the bright screen in the darkness. My eyes widened as I saw the headlines dominating every news platform.
"BLACKWOOD HEIR SPLURGES 100 MILLION ON PINK DIAMOND FOR FIANCÉE"
My heart skipped a beat. I clicked on one of
