Iva’s P.O.V.
I stare at my reflection in the mirror, gently brushing my hair, getting ready to meet Will. I should be excited like always, but my mind is somewhere else.
I lied to Will.
My will!
The one person I never wanted to lie to.
I close my eyes and sigh. The guilt is killing me because I’ve lied to him so many times. He called me today, and once again, I hid the truth. I told him I was with my mom, but I was actually at a cafe with that guy. Since then, the guilt has been eating me alive.
I’m not feeling good. I did so wrong with him.
But the truth is, my mom forced me to meet that guy today. She’s been pushing me for weeks. She fixed this meeting without even telling me, forcing me to get married, saying it’s time for me to settle down, as if love is something that can b
