by Tillyb789

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When Lizzie Cooper leaves her cheating husband behind and moves to London, she decides to reinvent herself to bury the horrors of her troubled past. However, Lizzie is forced to reconsider her self-made isolation when she meets and falls in love with movie star, Daniel Weston.

Reluctantly, Lizzie must try to find a way to open up to Daniel when her past finally catches up with her. Daniel also has demons of his own to fight and their secrets and insecurities threaten to tear them apart. Add Daniel's passionate fans and the media hot always on their heels; are they strong enough to stand together in the light or it is easier to be alone in the darkness?

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"You look breathtaking Lizzie." He comments quietly, and then steps forward to kiss my cheek.

"Thank you, so do you." I smile back at him. The great movie star, Daniel Weston, looks nervous and flustered as though he doesn't know what to do with himself. He is wearing a dark blue suit, waistcoat, white shirt, and no tie. He looks painfully handsome. His hands are placed firmly in his pockets like he is anxious. I notice that his hair has been completely tamed into submission, and that he has shaved. Although he looks stunning, I must confess that I do prefer him looking casual, especially the way his hair falls when he has been running his hands through it.

Daniel checks his watch. "We must go Lizzie." He reaches out his hand, which I take without hesitation. The electricity seems to intensify with his touch and my temperature immediately ignites. I pick up my key and bag from the table and follow him onto the street. It is a beautiful evening and a couple of people stop to look at us while we walk to Daniel's car. I feel on top of the world to be with Daniel again. I realise that now I'm in his company and able to breathe in his scent, that I have truly missed him today. I refuse to analyse myself or this strange feeling in my chest, so I push it to the back of my mind.

He opens the door for me and I slip into his Jaguar. While Daniel heads round to the driver's side, I see the woman approach him. I smile to myself while they chat before she takes out her phone and they pose for a selfie. My heart bursts with affection watching Daniel take the time to make this woman feel special. It's clear from her reaction that this simple gesture has probably made her year.

"Sorry about that." He smiles reassuringly at me.

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