"Look, you’re a nice girl but I don’t think we should see each other anymore." The voicemail ends and I freeze in the dentist’s chair as I realize... I’ve just been dumped on live radio.
It took the most humiliating break-up for me to see that my life is in serious need of a do-over. Cue my anti New Year’s resolutions that even I can’t fail at:- Stop dating. (Men are the worst.)
- Stop trying to lose weight. (I’m never giving up chocolate.)
- Stop working so hard. (Selling mortgages is not my dream career.)
- Stop trying to live up to unrealistic expectations. (Start living my best life.)
- Stop trying to please my mother. (It’s not possible.)
But it turns out number five is harder than I thought, as she begins her campaign to get me back with my ex. So, what’s the perfect solution to keep her out of my love life? An imaginary boyfriend--at least he was supposed to be imaginary until I blurted out my neighbor’s name... Nate, the bad boy next door with gorgeous hazel eyes, a razor-sharp jawline and a mysterious scar, might be hot, but he’s definitely not my boyfriend. Now all I need to do is stick to my resolutions while also keeping my interfering family away from my non-existent lover who has no idea that we’re fake dating. What could possibly go wrong?