“Plump,” my father used to call me. Loving me, of course… And to please my parents, I chose a profession and agreed to meet the “perfect future husband.”
But I didn’t think I would fall in love with this arrogant rich brat. And I never imagined he’d shatter my heart playfully. I practically turned myself inside out to become the best version of me and to get my revenge. But it didn’t make things easier…
Meeting a rude, blunt slob on my path, I didn’t expect that it would be him who would heal my wounds and teach me how to love. And he, by the way, didn’t make plans like that either.
We both ended up in a trap with no way back. And we don’t even need one…