Yuletide Getaway: Fake Dating The Hot Billionaire

REGINA

"I'm sorry, Regina, but I can't do this anymore. You have to find another person to go with for the Yuletide Getaway at Manhattan Island."

That was how a relationship of three years ended, two days ago. In the cafe where I worked. Over a mug of freaking coffee! And of all seasons, Christmas! With no solid explanation.

The season I had been looking forward to since I finished my last paper a few months ago. It was supposed to be a moment of total freedom and happiness being that I was officially a graduate and finally quitting the cafe tender job(which saw me through my college degree)

My roommate, Karina, and I planned our official graduation party to take place on Christmas day, and we also decided to fulfill our Christmas wish list by buying a ticket for a cruise tour and getaway in Manhattan Island. Remy was even the one who suggested it. Now, he was bailing out on me.

I still couldn't get over the thought of him ditching me just like that without any valid reason. I couldn't remember denying him anything and I didn't pester him about money despite his father owning chains of business. Hell, I even paid for the ticket with my salary. It was partly the reason I didn't quit immediately after I graduated— I was gathering the money.

Maybe this was all a prank. I thought. My heart was still aching from two nights of crying.

Maybe he wanted to know if I would still come to the cruise vacation, and then we would organize a surprise party for me, right?

"Earth to Gina!" Shuddering, my head whipped sharply to stare at Rina who was sitting beside me and wearing a quizzical expression. I decided to go through with the getaway in high hopes that this was all a prank.

Throughout the drive to Manhattan Island, I had been zoning out at intervals, feeling like a sore loser but still hanging onto the glimmer of hope that this might be a Christmas prank.

She gasped. "You are still crying?"

Slowly, my hands found my face, sensing the lines of tears that cascaded down my face. My heart constricted against my chest. I have been doing a lot of these lately.

Karina pulled me close and wrapped her hands around my chest. "Stop crying over that asshole, babe." I didn't resist her embrace. I needed it.

I wish it was that simple.

"Don't tell me you are still nursing the thought of that asshole ever coming back to you?"

Karina huffed when I didn't counter what she said.

"I have told you to forget that bastard that had the heart to break up with you a few days to Christmas day." Her soft hands found my back, rubbing my hands soothingly.

"The sooner you let me get a pretend boyfriend for you for this getaway the better for you, Gina."

"I don't want a pretend boyfriend." I sulked. "I want Remy."