Loving You Is Killing Me, Literally

Ivy Boateng knew two things. One, she loved ice cream and rom-coms. Two, she was cursed. As long as she could remember, every boy who declared his crush somehow died the next day. She had given up on ever finding love a long time ago. But deep inside...she hoped for the love she saw in her rom-coms. But she had to avoid romance and she did that well...until she met him.

Andrew Nartey knew three things. One, he was annoyingly sarcastic. Two, hoodies and donuts were his obsession. Three, true love wasn't a thing. He was always the one to come up with the snarky comment or the nonchalant comeback to everything. He was the guy you could trust to be your wingman but never fall in love himself...until he met her.