Jason POV:
Standing in the dimly lit hallway outside Ella's apartment, I felt like I was caught in a whirlwind. My emotions churned—a cocktail of frustration, disbelief, and an ache I couldn't quite describe. Ella leaned casually against the wall, her arms crossed, a mischievous smirk playing on her lips as though we were discussing some harmless prank, not her proposal of a contract marriage. A contract marriage. Seriously?
I ran a hand through my hair, buying time to calm the thoughts racing through my mind. This woman had no idea what she was doing to me. Did she honestly think I'd walk away from her after a year? That I'd marry her, spend 365 days waking up to her, learning every tiny detail of her life, and then just… let her go?
Yet, there she stood, so confident in her plan, completely oblivious to the war waging inside me.
