Love | Fake

"It’s just a job," Elias replied, though his heart was hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird.

He was the best because he followed one rule: never feel anything. Fake Love

She leaned in, and for a moment, the script was gone. No rehearsed lines, no coffee-stained letters. Just two people in a parked car, terrified of the truth. When she kissed him, it wasn't for her grandfather or the agency. "It’s just a job," Elias replied, though his