Pretend to be in love...?
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"You mean...you mean like we have to pretend she didn't go through any accident?" Louis asked.
"Well...there's one perspective you both seem to forget..."he took a pause before continuing.
What Louis and Harry didn't know, was that the next sentence that had come out of the doctors mouth would have changed their lives.
"You'll have to pretend to be in love."
~~~
When two lovers - two ex-husbands, to be particular - had no choice but to rekindle because of their daughter, how would they handle the situation of pretending to be in love? Will their past affect what they are bound to have in the future? Will they hold back from falling in love because it's just too damn painful? There's only one way out, and it's to fight every obstacle that comes their way to destroy them and their love.
Will they make it? Or will this love be as hopeless as it was before?
~~~
Basically an AU where Louis and Harry's daughter lost her memory in a car accident and doesn't remember their divorce. They have to pretend to be in love.
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