No one asks why. No one cares. He’s fine with that. He’s done with life. This isn’t even his story anymore. It’s actually Callie’s, the young writer who sat in his chair one day.
It’s not easy being the bad guy.
Yeah, that’s a lie. It’s pretty damn simple. You act and you own it. You sell your soul to protect those you love and screw the rest.
The Wedding of the Century is locked and loaded. Too bad nothing’s fair in love, rock, and wedding planning.
Sometimes epic happiness requires an epic fail.