Ginger Knox thought she was living her best rom-com life. She had the job, the apartment in Notting Hill (adjacent), and an honest to God Hemsworth clone for a fiancé, but when she arrived home one surprisingly sunny February afternoon to catch her man with his tighty whitey’s around his ankles and his secretary insert eye roll here in their bed, the tenuous facade of her life dissolved in a … dissolved in a split second. It was time for Ginger to become the leading lady in her own love life. And that’s just what she planned to do until…
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