There was a change in the atmosphere of the room when Evan mentioned his “fiancée.” I felt a shiver down my back, and suddenly everything around me seemed to become fuzzy for a moment. The strong posture he had and the quiet whispers of the audience disappeared, as my heart started racing. I blinked, trying to understand his words.
Fiancee? The word felt foreign, like a poison laced in honey.. How did we transition from pretending to be a couple to suddenly becoming engaged in front of a crowd of unfamiliar faces? I looked at Evan’s face for any sign of understanding, but all I could see was his usual-composed expression, as though he hadn’t just caused chaos in our lives.
The crowd started to murmur, curiosity spreading through them. Their gazes seemed to be dissecting me, attempting to
