How did we meet? That’s a typical question people ask every couple. I wandered around the wealthy area of Beverly Hills looking for someone who would marry me. It was to make my bitterest friend jealous—she recently fired me. He walked right up to me, muttering something under his breath. And then we collided! Let me be clear: there were no sparks. No hint of a sudden romance. But when people are desperate, they do crazy things! To help each other out, we made a deal. And that’s how I became his “pregnant fiancée.”