“Thank you, Julia. That means a lot,” I said with a smile and headed to the kitchen where my husband was calling my name.
My stomach rolled, and I wondered if I’d be able to even eat breakfast. My heart was beating so fast it actually worried me, and I struggled to take a full breath.
Weston blinked at me when I entered, his eyes widening as he stepped forward and wrapped his hands around my face.
“What’s wrong?”
I just stared at him, trying to take in a deeper breath. “You’re a freaking movie star!”
He pursed his lips and glanced behind me before looking back. “I was.”
I shook my head. “Weston, you weren’t just a guy who appeared in movies. You were the star. The leading man in huge hits!”
“You’re really upset by this?” he asked, confusion etched into his features.
“Yes!”
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