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If The Suit Fits. Save The Date, #1
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- ISBN8231999927
- EAN9798231999927
- Date de parution25/11/2025
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- ÉditeurWalzone Press
Résumé
Picture this. Your fiancé cheats on you with that skank b*tch Karla from high school in your almost-in-laws' guest bathroom-the day before your wedding!Two years later, you're living your best life, aka: drowning in self-doubt, crippled by the idea of true love, and reeling in toxicity because you refuse to accept a second date, no matter how perfect a guy seems. Commitment? No thanks. Tried that.
Got the shirt. It's ugly. Now your ex is marrying that skank b*tch, and it's just your (horrible) luck that you're a bridesmaid. Sigh. It doesn't matter how little dignity you possess these days, there's no way in hell you're attending that shit show alone. So now you need a boyfriend. Someone who adores you. Someone who looks fantastic in a suit, smiles like the devil himself, and is willing to play along with your ruse.
You need a fake boyfriend. What's a nine-page contract, two-thousand dollar deal, and a seven-day house guest between friends?
Got the shirt. It's ugly. Now your ex is marrying that skank b*tch, and it's just your (horrible) luck that you're a bridesmaid. Sigh. It doesn't matter how little dignity you possess these days, there's no way in hell you're attending that shit show alone. So now you need a boyfriend. Someone who adores you. Someone who looks fantastic in a suit, smiles like the devil himself, and is willing to play along with your ruse.
You need a fake boyfriend. What's a nine-page contract, two-thousand dollar deal, and a seven-day house guest between friends?
A propos de Emilia Finn