100 Pranks from My Boyfriend, All for His First Love

Sarah Andrews never imagined that her boyfriend’s poverty was all a lie. For five years, she gave up everything. She sold her belongings, left behind her old life, and moved into a rusting shipping container in a desolate vineyard. She worked twenty-hour days, barely scraping by, all to help him pay off his so-called debts. Then one day, dizzy from yet another plasma donation, she stumbled into a hospital corridor and saw something that shattered everything. Harvey Jameson. But he wasn’t alone. He was holding her foster sister, Zoey Stevens, like she was made of glass, guiding her gently into the obstetrics wing. Behind them trailed the vineyard manager and a pair of creditors, heads bowed like loyal knights. Then Sarah faintly heard Harvey say, “Your health comes first, Zoey. I’ll take care of things with Sarah. We’re down to the last prank. Just waiting for her to pay off the debt and get kicked out.” A hundred pranks. That was the promise. Not love. Not loyalty. Just a long, drawn-out con to destroy her. The illusion shattered in one clean, brutal moment. There had never been shared dreams. No sacrifice. No ‘us.’ Only betrayal. As a storm ripped through the vineyard that night, Sarah climbed to the hilltop, soaked and shaking, with lightning crashing overhead. She jumped. Sarah gave them what they craved. Her silence. Her disappearance. But behind her, the man she had once loved stood frozen in the rain, hands empty, grief etched across his face, raw and real, but far too late. Harvey had broken her. And when they met again, he couldn’t bring himself to let her go.