The Savior’s Exit
Language: en
On my wedding day, I stood at the altar, my arm linked with Julian’s. He was the "tragic second lead" I was tasked to save after I woke up inside this novel three years ago. In those three years, I was his shadow. I sat through every therapy session with him; I stood on the balcony at 3:00 AM, watching him chain-smoke as he stared into the void. I helped him climb from rock bottom back to the top of the corporate ladder. Everyone said I was the miracle worker—the woman who finally cured his obsession with the "it-girl," Maya. When my mission was complete, Julian begged me to stay. I…