I loved Liam Tate more than I loved myself.

He was my inspiration. My idol.

Someone as charming as him should be at the top of this industry, and someone like him deserves an ally like me.

A competent assistant.

I tried everything to get hired and be part of his team but, for some reason, it never got through.

Then I find out that he already has one, an assistant, a woman named Kerri.

Which was later revealed to be Liam’s wife all along.

I remembered staring at her photo on the news, in magazines and gossip blogs. I kept zooming in on her face, studying her like some...