Staring at the message on my phone, identical to the one from my previous life, I realized I had been reborn. Back to the second year of my relationship with Brad Halter.
Gone were the days of being penniless and Brad’s obsessive pursuit. I was once again his darling, the number one stand-in who could count money until my hands cramped, all thanks to my pretty face.
Stand-in for whom? Of course, for Linda Clark, the country’s top socialite who flew to Estaland years ago, choosing her dreams over love.
My phone buzzed with another message:
“Are you free now? How about we meet right away?”
Tsk. Just as impatient as in my previous life.
The girl on the other end was Anne Larson, Brad’s second stand-in kept on the side.
At first, I didn’t believe Anne’s story, until she produced intimate photos of Brad and Linda, along with a limited edition black card…
I had one too. But with one small difference – mine was labeled “1,” hers “2.”
I’d call it Brad’s exclusive lover’s card set. I guess I was on the payroll too.
