Ever since I found out the world doesn't want Christian and I together, I've been avoiding going
out.
It's driving Christian crazy that I'm letting this get to me, but he would too if the hate was
directed towards him. No one wants the man of their dreams getting married, let alone to
someone who isn't a super model.
"The movie comes out in three days Lisa," Christian says rubbing my back. "You'll win them
over with your acting and they'll love you as much as I do. Will you please come out with me?"
I shake my head and cross my arms stubbornly.
"I'll come out when they love me," I say repeating his promise.
My fiance groans and falls long ways on the couch.
"Aren't you bored? You've been remarkably well behaved lately. What did you do? I know you
haven't been working from ho
