My relationship with my husband has been splashed all over the tabloids ever since we first started dating. What should I have expected when I took New York City's most eligible bachelor off the market?
But no matter how long I'm with my husband, I can't shake the feeling that a stroke of luck brought me here. That I don't deserve the life around me. And I swear, if one more paparazzi takes a picture of me I'm going to freaking lose my mind.
I needed to prove to myself that I'm not worthless. So I wrote a novel under a pen name, but I've been rejected by so many literary agents I've lost count. And I'm so consumed with this idea that I need more out of life that I never had a chance to see the real story unfolding around me. The story that would threaten the life I took for granted.
