Three Years As Her Stand-In
Language: en
Midnight. My phone buzzed with a text and an attached photo from my best friend. "Chloe, didn't know you and your man were into this kind of thing. A brand-new themed love hotel downtown? Wild." I stared at the screen, my entire body freezing up. In the photo, a girl was clinging tightly to Ethan's arm. They were walking out of the hotel lobby, wrapped up in each other, completely lost in their own world. Except that night, I was stuck at the office working overtime. At one in the morning, I was still in the conference room revising project proposals. My stomach sank into a cold, dark…