The Purrfect Love Story
The first fan, a shy college student in a floral dress, stepped forward with trembling hands.
“I loved Meow Me Twice so much,” she said, voice wavering. “The way the hero saw her for who she really was… it just felt real. Was it based on anyone?”
I laughed, feeling the warmth creep up my neck. “Maybe a little.”
Ace, lurking in the back by the coffee cart, caught my eye right as someone whispered, “That’s him, isn’t it?”
I tried to play it cool, but his grin gave us away. Every time someone mentioned “the muse” or asked about “the firefighter inspiration,” he pretended to check his phone, though I could see the faint red on his ears even from across the room.
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