Heart Breaker
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- Date de parution14/02/2025
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Résumé
My name is Amy Novak and I'm having a terrible day, probably the worst day of my life. My dream of owning a successful matchmaking service is about to crash and burn. Turns out I'm a terrible matchmaker and I just found out that Claire, my business partner, the one with the magic matchmaking touch, just eloped with her boyfriend, leaving me to make the all matches. My prediction? They'll all be total disasters second only to the Great Biblical Flood.
What could make the worst day of my life even worse? Having the older guy I had a major crush on when I was a pesky pre-teen walk in the door. The good news? After fifteen years, he doesn't recognize me, thank God, because even thinking about all those perfume-drenched love letters I left in his mailbox is enough to make me die of embarrassment. The bad news. There's no way he won't remember me once he hears my name.
So what's a girl to do? Why lie like crazy, of course.
What could make the worst day of my life even worse? Having the older guy I had a major crush on when I was a pesky pre-teen walk in the door. The good news? After fifteen years, he doesn't recognize me, thank God, because even thinking about all those perfume-drenched love letters I left in his mailbox is enough to make me die of embarrassment. The bad news. There's no way he won't remember me once he hears my name.
So what's a girl to do? Why lie like crazy, of course.
