PROLOGUE:
"I knew I recognized you!"
My eyes narrowed as I took a few steps back, he's kidding…. "What are you talking about?"
The salmon haired boy closed the distance between us with one stride as he shoved a newspaper in my face, "Lucy Heartfilia. Richest Heiress in Magnolia. Soon to be married to Sting Eucliffe." He grinned all cockily and I had the sudden urge to slap the superior look off his gorgeous face, "She's you."
Uh oh. Busted. Nice going, Angel.
