The first time I met my best friend's boyfriend, he was rude to me.
Sure, Gabriel Francis was all cheekbones and dishevelled hair with a voice that made women swoon and incited bidding wars with record labels. A pure drop of light in a sea of grunge. The soul of a romantic poet. None of that swayed me, though. I didn't trust rock stars. Besides, he was off-limits. But as Annika's infatuation grew, and we were forced to spend more time together, I became enamored with Gabriel, too. A friendship was forged, and we became each other's muses. My art. His music. An artistic collaboration, nothing more. Until I heard the lyrics to his new song. So eerily familiar. And just like that, my dreams were shattered. Fate had done me dirty, and I tried my best to forget him. Even so, I couldn't help wondering: How much would you risk for a once-in-a-lifetime love? I Dreamt That You Loved Me is an angsty, emotional, rockstar romantic standalone set in New York City in the 90s.
