PRETENDING TO BE MRS RIGHT by Emma Swan epub vk download

In a dimly lit room, Michelle sat motionless on the edge of her bed, her gaze distant and unfocused. Her breathing was so shallow she could have been mistaken for a lifeless person. Memories of her past relationship with Greyson flooded back like a recurring nightmare, the raw pain still lingering, a physical weight in her chest.

Michelle bit down hard on her pale lips, fighting a physical reaction as images of their time together rushed back. Her body began shaking violently as she tried to suppress the heartbreaking scream that threatened to tear itself from her throat.

Why would love be so cruel to her? Why would Greyson leave her just like that? And why couldn't he love her the way she had loved him? The relentless questions swirled in her mind, with no one to answer them. Michelle's fists clenched tightly at her sides, and she felt a surge of anger and frustration. She hated herself for being too soft, too kind-hearted. She hated herself for loving Greyson as deeply and foolishly as she did.

Pushing herself up from the bed to wipe away her tears, Michelle caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror. The woman reflected there was a ghost of the stunning beauty she once was. Now she looked haggard, with dark, bruised circles under her eyes and a sallow, pale complexion. She let out a deep, shuddering sigh, the sound echoing through the empty room.

With a heavy heart, Michelle began to change out of her worn-out clothes. The soft fabric of her new outfit-a simple dress she barely registered buying-offered a gentle, fleeting comfort against her skin. She moved mechanically, her actions devoid of enthusiasm or purpose. As she finished dressing, she caught another glimpse of herself in the mirror and felt a sharp pang of disappointment. She used to be a girl full of life and energy, but now she was merely a shadow of her former self.

Greyson's final words echoed in her ears, making her feel like her heart was being ripped out all over again: "You're obsessed with me. I want a girl like your sister; she has always been my crush."

Did he really have to say such hurtful words to her? She wondered, wrapping her arms around herself.

The sharp sound of her phone buzzing broke the heavy silence. Michelle hesitated for a moment before picking it up. She glanced at the screen, and her heart gave a painful jolt as she saw Greyson's name flashing on the display. For a split second, she was tempted to ignore the call, to pretend she wasn't available. But something inside her-a desperate, foolish hope-compelled her to answer, to see what he wanted.