Fake it 'til you make it has been the motto I live by since my mother died.

I'm also doing a really bad job at the making it part.

The night we met, I was at my lowest.

But you gave me a reason to feel happy again.

For the first time in over a year, I was optimistic.

You and I? We're the same. Don't form attachments. Follow the rules. Don't dream of a future.

Too bad our hearts wouldn't listen.

And this storm we're going through? The one that threatens to rip us apart?

It doesn't care that I'm falling for you.

Falling for You is created by Jennifer Van Wyk, an eGlobal Creative Publishing author.

Falling for You

We’ve just demolished an insane amount of Chinese takeout and are now chilling out on my couch. He’s sitting up, legs stretched out in front of him, feet resting on the coffee table. My back is to the arm of the couch and my feet are on his thighs. The TV is on. Malcom the cat, is glaring at me for taking his spot where he would like to be on Rex’s lap, and I feel more relaxed than I’ve been in months. Probably since the day I buried my mother.


"There’s not much more to tell, really."


"Oh come on. Sure there is. Tell me about your favorite day with her."


A grin splits my lips and I bite my lower lip. He’ll probably torment me forever for this story, but it is so amazing.


"Oh boy. I can tell this is gonna be a good one."


Nodding, I sit up, crossing my legs. Malcom is quick to take my place, meowing at me to remind me of my station.


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