A one-week fling. Countless moments. A lifetime of what-ifs?
Abby
I don’t get the hype about Paris. It’s overpriced, overcrowded, and completely wasted on someone like me single, cynical, and on a break before real life kicks in. I only came because my brother couldn’t. I planned to eat croissants, avoid romance, try to enjoy myself and go home.
Then Reed ran me over. And everything flipped.
Reed
The last place I wanted to be was Paris, especially for a fashion show I couldn’t care less about. But my brother insisted. I expected shallow conversations, champagne I didn’t ask for, and a week of pretending.
Then Abby happened. And nothing looked the same after that.
We didn’t mean to fall. But maybe this was never destined to end as a vacation fling.
