Chapter Eleven

LARA

Brice, as it turned out, was not a catfish.

Not some old bald guy with bad teeth and a fake profile photo stolen from a decade-old Calvin Klein ad. No suspicious mustache, no awkward silences, no talking about his crypto investments or some podcast I’d have to fake interest in.

Nope.

Brice was… exactly as advertised. Dark hair, bright smile, dressed sharp without trying too hard. He’d held th