Could love be fabricated from scratch?

Could two people, who barely know each other, force a fake relationship into a real one? I used to think so until I met Fred Davis, the biggest creep in my class, who proposed me exactly that.

Of course I respectfully declined his offer at first, but when fate has plans for you, there’s nothing you can do about it. Or so said my sister. I’m Rebecca Fitzgerald, and I gave him a chance.

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