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I Have a Fake Husband

Author: Bree
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-06 22:10:40

Reina's POV

The van rolled to a stop after what felt like hours of bone-rattling backroads and jolts. When the doors creaked open, I didn't move at first. I was too stiff.

Too uncertain. But then I heard the soft murmur of the farmhands unloading crates and realized this was my only chance.

The old woman who’d helped me earlier looked in, eyes scanning quickly until they landed on me. She gave a subtle nod—then turned her back, shielding me as I slipped out and dropped behind a stack of barrels.

We were on the outskirts of town—some dusty produce distribution center near the farmlands. No guards. No eyes. No Cassian Morelli.

My knees buckled slightly when I stood. The air was heavy with damp soil and motor oil. I didn’t linger. I didn’t even say thank you.

I ran.

An hour later, I was sitting in a cramped cyber café tucked between a pawn shop and a rundown tailor’s. The kind of place that smelled like burning wires and stale coffee.

A flickering sign outside read “Surge Express – Pr
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