The Vows We Fake

t. The receptionist had glanced strangely at me when I signed in. The catering manager looked at m

all

savvy person would know about me and Zane's failed relationship, and gossip spreads like a wildfire. Curiosity was etched in the

my head

about Zane Blackwood's amnesia. There were whispers about the car accident, a brief coma, selective memory loss. It wasn't anything concrete, b

e

d up beside me. She held out a coffee wit

Do you think the rumors are true? Wha

oo good-looki

ok. "That he lo

start believing me w

n't fiction, Leah. It's real life. You can't forget someone that eas

staffer told me that Mr. Black

pora

ate and places and stuff. He asked his mother the date, twice. He forgot details about his past also

ned his memory an

t remember. Why is it so

eyes yesterday, was it confusing? Not

he face and acted

you are. Besides it's been

that

blonde. Hips, wider. Way wider. Aura,

if that was

jus

us. He gave us both stiff nods. "Ms. Ibe, Ms. Walter. Mr.

ned her postur

his throat. "He may not rec

my head

e is recovering. Please be pati

ook and mouthed,

d the lounge behind the main hall. The doors opened to reveal

. Then smiled fain

elvet aimed straight

Ibe. I've reviewed some of your past work. I understand why

y from being a big disaster." It

Then we are on t

es glanced over the chart like he had no idea that I used t

te and black uniform. I knew her. Mrs. Morgan.

your signature on the delivery slip for t

ows together. "Gran

"The on in Nepa t

sorry. I don't re

. "Of course. Never mind.

turned back to me.

a while. So he really

sed floral design plans. And the adjustment to the guest list just as you requested. We ar

xpected someone less competent, consider

smiled tightly. "You offered triple my rate,

was tighter than

on the papers. My thoughts were a tangled mess. How could he not rem

ill your fiancé

ed this week. But she tru

she was present for the color

s," Zane said, an air o

ng strange about this wedding. The bride was conveniently a

me, Ms. Ibe. Do you en

off guard. "Y

ddings l

ery couple has a story, s

ad. "And you prefe

st honest," I replied be

were still on me. "Is that wh

. I could hear a

forward. "Nothing. Word goes

ing him shut. And tim

n the most strangest, difficult of circumstances. But this? Finally seeing the

y black pumps and an auburn bob an

barely loud enough

rd me. And