Rebecca Patricia Armstrong - daughter of Thailand's most powerful and wealthiest businessman. At 20, she's a second-year International Business Management student living a life most girls can only dream of. With ethereal beauty, an enviable lifestyle, and a presence that commands every room, she's that girl - powerful, untouchable, and just a little dangerous. But beneath the perfect facade lies an attitude sharper than glass - sassy, cocky, and unapologetically harsh. Freen Sarocha Chankimha, a stunning and cold fourth-year Civil Engineering student whose life couldn't be more different from theirs. Orphaned at 15 after a tragic plane crash and abandoned by her mother, Freen was taken in by the Armstrongs thanks to her father's close friendship with them. Rebecca despised her from the start. For reasons Freen never understood, Rebecca turned her life into a battlefield - picking fights, blaming her for things she didn't do, and constantly reminding her she didn't belong. Freen endured it all in silence, hiding behind walls built high and strong, her cool composure and effortless beauty making her a paradox that fascinated everyone... including Rebecca, though she'd never admit it. Freen's plan was simple: graduate, leave the Armstrongs, and never look back. Rebecca's plan? Keep hating her. Or so she thought - until one spark changes everything. Because when fire meets ice, someone's bound to melt... and neither of them is ready for what comes next. (G!P)

Becky Armstrong is done waiting. Two years of empty promises, stolen moments, and being someone's second choice-she's had enough. So, in a drunken act of defiance, she marries a complete stranger. Freen Chankimha never expected her life to turn into a soap opera. One minute, she's reeling from heartbreak, the next-she's trapped in a marriage contract with an emotionally unavailable pathologist who claims to be straight. But at least Becky's health insurance covers kidney transplants. It's a simple deal. No feelings. No complications. No real marriage. So why does it feel like everything is going wrong? 🎵 A Special Touch! Each chapter will be named after a song lyric that perfectly captures the mood-because sometimes, music says what words can't. 📌 Read now & let me know what you think!

Rebecca is a hopeless romantic control freak. Freen is just... not it. Disclaimer: Story is not mine, I only adapted it to FreenBecky Fanfic because I love this piece and I love FB. I want to see them portray the characters in this story.

# Prologue **Two Years Ago** The music is too loud. I can't stop laughing. "Becky, slow down," Irin says. Someone stops me from reaching for another drink. Saint's twin. Freen. "I think you've had enough." "Where's Saint?" I slur. "Work emergency," she says quietly. The room spins. I stumble toward the exit. Three guys block my path, saying disgusting things. Freen steps in front of me. "She's with me. Back off." They don't listen until security comes. In her car, everything's fuzzy. Her gentle hands helping me to the door. Waiting while I fumble with keys. When I turn to thank her, she's so close. Gold flecks in her dark eyes. The kiss happens before I can think. Soft. Perfect. I pull away, mumbling apologies. She backs into the shadows. I stumble inside and pass out. **The Next Morning** Saint calls early. "Beck, I'm so sorry about last night. Are you okay?" "What do you mean?" "The guys bothering you. I'm so glad I could help you get away from them." I frown. "You were there?" "Of course. I couldn't let anything happen to you. I was so worried when I saw those guys cornering you. Thank God I got you home safely." My head hurts too much to think clearly. "Thank you." "You don't remember much, do you? You were pretty drunk. That's probably for the best. Just know that I'll always protect you, Beck." Warmth spreads through my chest. Saint saved me. Saint protected me. That's when I fall in love with him. **Present Day** I'm staring at my reflection in the wrinkled wedding dress. "Becky? The car is here." The car to take me to marry the wrong twin. Saint left me at the altar this morning. Gone. Now I have to marry Freen. The woman who barely speaks to me. Who avoids me. I don't understand why she dislikes me so much. In an hour, I'll marry someone who can't even look me in the eye. Someone who isn't Saint.

Freen Sarocha Chankimha believed in forever. After a year of love and shared dreams, she asked Becky Armstrong to marry her. Becky said yes, and for a moment, Freen thought happiness was theirs to keep. But the night before their wedding, a letter shattered everything: "I'm sorry, Freen. I can't marry you. I love someone else. May you find it in your heart to forgive me." Freen's world crumbled. The woman she loved, who had promised her forever, was gone without explanation. Heartbroken and abandoned, Freen poured herself into her work, rising to the top as a powerful CEO. To everyone else, she was untouchable, but behind the cold facade, her heart remained a ruin of what once was. Three years later, fate throws them back together. Becky, now a celebrated architect, is hired to design Freen's dream home. Their reunion is fraught with tension-Freen, colder and more distant than Becky remembers, greets her with icy restraint, while Becky struggles to confront the pain she caused. As they navigate the delicate balance of working together, old wounds and buried emotions begin to resurface. Freen's carefully built walls start to crack as glimpses of the woman she once loved shine through Becky's regretful eyes. Meanwhile, Becky, haunted by the truth of why she left, begins to pour her heart into crafting a home that reflects the life they once dreamed of sharing. But their past isn't easy to escape. Freen's pain runs deep, and Becky's guilt weighs heavier with every passing moment. Can love, once shattered, truly be rebuilt? Or will the house they're building become a bittersweet reminder of what might have been? Blueprints of Us is a tender tale of heartbreak and second chances, exploring whether love lost can ever be found again-or if some wounds leave scars too deep to heal.