Larissa's POV
Carson's demeanor shifted, becoming slightly less frigid. "This is purely business, Larissa. A solution that benefits us both."
My thoughts drifted to my father lying in that hospital bed, waiting for surgery that could save his life. My brothers were drowning in their own debts, unable to help. A single signature could transform everything for my family.
But what about my future? How would I navigate life after this arrangement ended? Twelve months of pretending to love Carson Gary, then what? Could I ever have a genuine relationship again? Would anyone believe I hadn't sold myself for his fortune?
"What happens when people assume I'm nothing more than a fortune hunter?"
"Public opinion will form regardless of reality," he stated with brutal honesty. "However, we'll craft the story carefully."
I inhaled deeply and grasped the pen. Its weight seemed monumental, as if I held my entire destiny in my palm.
