The Unwanted Wife
A few moments later, Grace, one of her closest co-teachers, walked up to her with a knowing grin.
“Hey, Miss Popular,” she teased, holding out her phone. “You’re all over my feed. Girl, you looked stunning in those photos.”
Lara laughed lightly, trying to brush it off. “Please, don’t believe everything you see online.”
Grace leaned in, eyes twinkling. “So… how do you know the Reagan Adams? That man is a walking enigma. Do you realize people are saying you’re his secret girlfriend?”
Lara forced a chuckle, trying to sound casual. “We’re just friends. Really. It’s nothing like what people are saying.”
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