is ever
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d like museums. But not just those. Prints from my online shop. Sketc
in a shrine t
ees g
hand steadies my
my eyes away from three
erstand. This isn't just about PR or fake relationships." He m
said her work
al name. But her art..." He touches one frame-my favorite, the one
lief and disappoint
ou showing
face me. We're close. "You remind me of her. Of
ring me to myself. Falling fo
. Right now. Conf
nds. The arrangement ends. Any c
" he asks softly. "Wha
. But he shared his pan
t went viral. My face became a meme. Everyone laughing." The words come
ifts, then drops. "
." I watch his reaction. Still nothing. "Built a c
or your
s like a blade. "
one of this is fair. But sometimes
ould choose this? S
something you love." His voice dr
Not y
oes someth
ries. No surprise paparazzi. Everyt
on
t in the
on
aces. I can't share a h
rs." He's already movi
. One bedroom. Kitchenette. Bathroom. Large wind
ni gestures. "I wouldn't come over unl
to the bedroom. It's bigger than my childho
etly. "My art. The livestreams
roperty is completely private.
've been chasing
anding in the doorway, back
this? You could find anyon
s." He shakes his head. "But you looked at me like I was the last per
the six months are up
won
o you
y violated. You wouldn't do that to someone else." He cros
prises both of us. "Pr
er. We're c
ent str
t start?" I h
blic appearance next month." He's being careful not to push. "Marcus would h
sho
e is saved. Think about the foreclosure notice disappearing
use. Away from my childhood bedroom an
Not just to save the st
comes out stead
ulders drop. R
ting. Every guarantee. Every bounda
ney. No questions asked."
lying. Six months pretending to be someone's girlfriend while hid
most complicated l
understand. Who gets panic attacks. Who s
e his
ct sends electricity up my arm. O
s phone
nd to check it. "
ke
xpression darkens. "When?" Anoth
The paparazzi got photos. Of us leaving the
veins. "What k
ut they're speculating. Marcus says we need to
ow
Announce the relationship on our terms." He
moving too fast. T
the contract. Th
ind of
sual. Like we're just
is is natural. B
giving me time to pull away. I don't. His fingers tu
okay?" he
t from panic. From som
es
loser with his other hand, warm on
me," he s
. Looking at me like I'm the onl
. This is all acting. For
ne, when his lips curve into a small
feel like a
to me. We look happy. Natur
e not lyi
it," he says. "Last
uld run. Should choose
b hover over the 'post' b
pos
that, the worl
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