This time of year opens old wounds from my past. I hate Christmas. Everything about it. The twinkling lights. The scent of pine and cinnamon. The merry good cheer.
But I especially despise the reminder that I am single and need an heir. So this Christmas, I will give my old-world Italian family what they want.
I’ll show off my new girlfriend at all the events I must attend. Embarrass myself by acting like I’ve fallen in love. And on Christmas, she’ll break my heart. You see, Cyndee is my fake girlfriend.
We fooled everyone into believing we’re a couple, including me. Nothing was fake. Not for Cyndee and not for me.
I fell hard for her, but my family doesn’t approve and forces me to break Cyndee’s heart.
This isn’t the end of us. It’s only the beginning of our story…
