It was supposed to be anonymous. Just some harmless, late-night messeges on a forum. No names. No photos. No real-life complications. She was GoldTrap-mysterious, sharp, and way too good with words. I was BlueInk-awkward, sarcastic, and definitely not looking for anything. But then she made me laugh. Then she made me think. Then... she made me feel things I really shouldn't be feeling for someone I've never met. I'm Quinn. Twenty-four. Screenwriter-in-training. Emotionally a little chaotic and basically there no reason an amazing woman like her would be falling for someone like me. I've played a lot of roles in my life. But never this one. ----------------------------------------------- Late at night, I started writing letters to a stranger on a private forum-just to feel something real. She calls herself BlueInk. She's young, clever, infuriatingly honest... and somehow, she sees right through me. She doesn't know I'm Juliette Delaney-Hollywood's favorite ice queen with a face on every magazine and a life that doesn't belong to me anymore. She doesn't know that when I type, my hands shake. That when I read her replies, I smile. That I'm craving her words more than I've ever craved the spotlight. And I don't know what will happen if she finds out who I am. Because if I tell her the truth, I might lose the one person who loves me for who I really am. Not the icon. Not the actress. Just... me. But if I don't? I'll never get to feel her say my name out loud.

Valerie Stone is a visionary, a billionaire, and a terrifying boss. She can negotiate a merger in her sleep, but she can't name her daughter's favorite color. ​Chloe Davis is her executive assistant. She is underpaid, overworked, and currently heartbroken after her girlfriend dumped her for being "married to the job." ​For six years, the dynamic has been simple: Chloe knows everything about Valerie. She knows her coffee order, her ex-husband's trigger points, and exactly how to calm down Valerie's son during a panic attack. Valerie knows nothing about Chloe. Not her dreams, not her heartache, and certainly that Chloe is into women. ​But when a crisis forces the Ice Queen to rely on her assistant for more than just spreadsheets, the walls begin to crumble. Valerie is about to discover that the woman holding her life together is the only mystery she can't solve-and the only one who can melt the stone around her heart.