My toxic ex broke up with me in London, leaving me utterly alone in this sprawling city. Frustrated, I glanced up at the universe and thought,
I want an
older
man who's at least
6 foot 5 with
blue eyes and
manages a trust fund
. Is that too much to ask? And guess what? The universe delivered. But here’s the he owns the firm my toxic ex works at. He’s vast (get your mind out of the gutter). Could my dream really become a reality, or is this just another cosmic joke? Dive into my whirlwind romance and find out!