Salep and Ginger
Ginger Knox thought she was living her best rom-com life. She had the job, the apartment in Notting Hill (adjacent), and an honest to God Hemsworth clone for a fiancé. But what she wasn’t expecting was to come home one surprisingly sunny February afternoon and catch her man with his tighty whitey’s around his ankles and his secretary in their bed. In a split-second, the tenuous facade of her life dissolved.