MELISSA
“You have to look deeply into each other’s eyes like you’re both in love.” A bald-haired man said as he positioned himself in front of us, with a camera in his hands.
We were standing by the ocean after Damien had whisked me away from my spa session.
I tried to let out a smile, but the thought
running through my mind didn’t let me.
“Mrs.,” I heard a voice and shifted my attention back to my surroundings. The sea stretched out before us, welcoming new waves. Onlookers stood behind us, but none dared cross the path where we stood, following Damien’s strict orders.
I couldn’t shake off the fact that this was a sham! A big setup. Damien didn’t bring me to this resort to right his wrongs. He did it just to change the whole public narrative.
I felt so stupid. I guess it was high
