She wasn’t in ruins. Her world wasn’t falling apart—just quietly unraveling. But something was wrong. Her boyfriend was playing her, and she couldn’t even say if what they had was still a relationship. Every question she asked only deepened the uncertainty. Then she met him. Fashion brought him into her life with no intention beyond chance—or so she thought. Amos had a perfect world. At least, that’s how it looked. As their paths intertwined, one question refused to stay silent: Was this love… or just another game?