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"Whatever happens, we're in it together," he murmured softly. I gulped, feeling the impact of his words. We were bound by law. And though we weren't in love, we were still in a relationship, however dysfunctional it may have been. *************************************** The rules seem simple. 1. Stay married for at least a year. 2. Live together. 3. Tell absolutely no one. Marriage at seventeen was never in the plan for Evie O'Donnell. But when a desperate situation forces her into the arms, and home, of notorious playboy Nate Keller, the pair have to figure out how to make it work. They haven't been friends for years, and the awkwardness of suddenly living together is uncomfortable to say the least. Through love and loss, Nate and Evie feel the weight of all of their lies. They just have to try not to crack.
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