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I’m looking at Josie.
She’s so beautiful. And gorgeous. And full of a rich inner life.
And I realize I’ve lied to her. I do find the fakeness hard.
The more time I spend with her, the harder it is.
And, even though I’ll never tell her, it is terrifying.
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JOSIE
We’re walking back to the hotel down the old cobble streets of the quiet city when Victor leans down and whispers something to me that instantly sends chills down my spine.
“Someone’s following us,” he says.
Oh, shit.
“What?”
“Don’t turn around, Josie.”
He grabs my hand securely.
My heart is racing.
Who’s following us? How does he know? What do they want?
I think about that fan I met on the movie set. She was nice, but there are some really unhinged people out there - people who are probably obsessed with Victor Penmayne. People who might want to hurt his girlfriend. People who might follow him home, even in a quiet city in Italy.
And Victor has spotted them.
We were stupid walking out in public like that.
But what happens next?
I trust Victor. He seems so calm and collected.
But me? I’m freaking out.
Victor pulls me around a corner, and we rush up to the wall so that we’re sticking to it. He peeks around, back to where we came from. I can’t see a thing. My breathing is so shallow.
I’m panicking.
“Who is it?” I ask him in a quiet whisper.
Victor slowly turns his head back to me.
“Paparazzi.”
“Photographers?”
“They’ve hit the jackpot,” he explains. “They’ve been following us since the beach. They’ll love to get a photo of us walking together hand-in-hand. That’ll sell through the media outlets like fire burning through a forest.”
“Do they always follow you?” I ask him, trying my best to peek around the wall. I can’t see anyone, but I judge Victor’s judgment.
“Yes, and it’s always annoying. We need to sneak away before they spot us again.”
