I Was Never His Heroine

Love was supposed to be simple—until I found out I was just the supporting character in his story. For three years, Carter Winslow kept me at arm’s length, refusing even the smallest touch. On the night I tried to break through his walls, my world shattered—mocking voices in my head, secrets I was never meant to know, and a cruel twist: I was never the heroine. Now, the real leading lady is stepping into the spotlight, and I’m left with nothing but heartbreak, humiliation, and a new resolve. If I’m destined to lose everything, why not flip the script? Will I fade out quietly, or will I set the whole story on fire before my exit? Who really controls the ending—me, or the narrative that wants me gone?