Love Me Like You Mean It

Ever told a white lie that spirals outta control and you end up finding true love? Just me?

I was having the worst day ever, and to cheer myself up I was trying on wedding gowns at a boutique. Which is cool, until my frenemy walked in with her posse of women.

"Emma! You're getting married too? So am I!"

I'm NOT getting married. I don't even have a boyfriend. I just find wearing a wedding dress can turn a bad day around.

But I couldn't bring myself, to tell the truth. It's too . . . pathetic. So I say a little white lie. But then it spirals out of control . . . and now she's blasted my "engagement" all over social media and everyone is getting way too excited.

I beg my best friend Aidan to fake being my fiancé . . . just for a while. And he agrees! The problem is the two of us are the world's worst liars. It's only a matter of time before one or both of us mess up. But the more we pretend to be in love, the more I start to wonder if the only people we are lying to is ourselves.

Now I'm wondering if my little white lie can help me find my happy ending?