Fake Engagement Billionaire

The investigator's report landed on my desk this morning. Forty-seven pages. You want to know the interesting part? He could not find a single moment between us that looked staged. Not one. I have been sitting here for an hour trying to decide if that is because we are very good at lying, or because somewhere between the Geneva trip and the night you fell asleep on my shoulder at the Harlow gala, we stopped. The trustees called. They want a wedding date within ninety days or the inheritance clause resets. I could walk away from the money. I have done it before. What I cannot figure out is whether I am prepared to walk away from you. So I need you to look at me and tell me honestly — is any part of this real for you, or have I been the only one losing ground?