"Grinnnnn Grinnnn…."I wake the next morning to the sound of my phone buzzing incessantly on the nightstand.
"Ughhhh…" I groaned, reaching for it, only to see several missed calls and messages. Most were from friends who had caught wind of the news,"Michael Hartley's new fiancée was the talk of the town". The headlines were everywhere. I am already being scrutinized by the public, dissected by tabloids and social media, and my every move is being analyzed under a microscope.
My heart sank as i scroll through the headlines: *"Billionaire Michael Hartley Engaged: Who is Isabella Miller?"* followed by endless speculation, rumors, and even criticism about my background and my suitability for the role.
