Page 22 of The Sweetmate (Check-In #2)

Casey

Because of Lisa, I’m bigger and more famous than I ever thought possible.

My agent has been calling me nonstop. My accounts have all blown up.

But as what? A thirst trap. I’m not knocking it.

If that’s how someone becomes famous and they’re happy with it, to each to their own.

But that’s not what I wanted. She knew this which is what hurts the most. Of course now she can have any client she wants.

My uncle is begging her to return with all sorts of promises.

I have spoken to her in a week. I took the next flight home and left. We weren’t a real relationship anyways. I was a means to her success and she found it. We both did, I guess. I don’t feel very successful. What is success? Health? Money? Stability?

Today I certainly don’t feel like I’m succeeding. I feel like I’ve failed miserably because I thought I’d found someone who wanted something real, but it was fake. All of it.