Unexpectedly Wanted
Milo
Remy.
Just his name alone made a rush of anger burn through me.
I hated him. Just like he hated me.
Oh, that smug look on his face that said he could do everything I could do better was always there.
So, if I hated him so much, then how did we end up fake boyfriends?
That was a question I constantly asked myself. Still, I went along with it.
It wasn’t believable. Actually, it was downright laughable.
But the more I got to know him, the more I realized that I might have been wrong about him.
All my life I’d felt invisible. With Remy, it was the opposite. I didn’t know what to do with that or the feelings that might have come along with it.
There was a chance it didn’t matter, though, since I realized how much I cared about him a little too late.
Will I tell him how I feel before the danger of our job catches up with us?
Or will I die leaving him to think that I still hated him?
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