A soft knock on Ariana’s door dragged her out of sleep. Her eyes blinked open slowly, her body still heavy from the exhaustion of the night before.
“Miss Ariana?” a gentle voice called through the door.
Ariana sat up quickly. “Yes? Come in.”
The maid cracked the door open and stepped in with a small smile. “Good morning, Ma’am. Mr Blackthorn asked me to inform you that he’d like you to be ready by one this afternoon. You’ll be going shopping with him.”
Ariana rubbed her eyes, trying not to frown at the memory of last night. She had been so eager to see him only to be reminded of the fact that they were nothing but a fake couple. Worse? She was falling in love with her fake husband!
“Okay. Thank you.” She replied slowly, rubbing her knees.
The maid bowed respectfully and turned around
