FAZER LOGINAniya:Janelle’s driver Prescott had dropped me at Esco Bar, but he’d insisted on waiting for me because Aunt Erica would not have it if she found out he had left me without a ride back home.“Thank you, Prescott.” I closed the door.The VIP section of Esco bar was cold and dark when I walked in. The smell of alcohol and vape filled the air but the music was surprisingly low. His back faced me when I finally saw him. Logan’s head was bowed, looking at the glass of drink on the bar counter. When I reached the bar, I dropped my bag on the counter and faced the bartender who was shaking up a drink.“One Espresso Martini,” I said, lifting myself onto the bar stool. Logan turned to me, throwing the remaining contents in the glass down his throat.“You’re here.” He hissed, the strong smell of liquor seeping through.I didn’t say anything; perhaps I had nothing to say about my arrival or I simply was waiting for the bartender to arrive with my drink before I said anything.“A delightful Es
Donovan:This was it. They were going to find out that Aniya and I were fake dating, and everything we'd said was a lie. Because whose girlfriend doesn’t show up for his games?“Oh! I have been to a lot of Donovan’s games and my cousin always accompanied me but Donovan and I had kept our relationship a secret so I always tried to avoid making contact because I didn’t want us going public yet.” Aniya replied. My girl was such a smooth talker but was this true? Did she actually attend my games?Had everything she’d said in this interview been a little true or was this all business for her?“But now we’re public and a little contact wouldn’t hurt anybody…” We all laughed but Cynthia laughed harder. “Donovan, there were so many speculations surrounding your relationship with Lucy. Is there anything about that situation you wish people understood?" Aniya and I had not rehearsed to talk about Lucy because we had been so caught up in giving the audience a perfect love story.“Yeah…” I pau
Aniya: After cracking my brains for what felt like hours over a longer love story and hiding away from Janelle at Donovan’s place, it was safe to say that I’d left Donovan's place at noon for Janelle’s. Tom the butler wasn’t the one who got the door; it was Janelle. “Aniya!!” She threw herself on me. “Janelle, we see each other almost every day.” I sighed, pulling her away from me. “Girl, get a grip on yourself!” “But we haven’t seen each other this week and there’s a lot of catching up to do.” “Who dropped you off, was it Donovan?” She stretched her head out to see but I pushed her in. “I’m sure you didn’t spend the night at your place so where did you spend the night?” “Have you seen this photo of you two?” These were the questions that I was trying to avoid. It’s not like I was scared to tell Janelle anything; the problem was I had signed an NDA with Donovan and it might just be too risky to tell anyone about it. “Can I please go up to my room and rest first?” I asked
Aniya: After cracking my brains for what felt like hours over a longer love story and hiding away from Janelle at Donovan’s place, it was safe to say that I’d left Donovan's place at noon for Janelle’s. Tom the butler wasn’t the one who got the door; it was Janelle. “Aniya!!” She threw herself on me. “Janelle, we see each other almost every day.” I sighed, pulling her away from me. “Girl, get a grip on yourself!” “But we haven’t seen each other this week and there’s a lot of catching up to do.” “Who dropped you off, was it Donovan?” She stretched her head out to see but I pushed her in. “I’m sure you didn’t spend the night at your place so where did you spend the night?” “Have you seen this photo of you two?” These were the questions that I was trying to avoid. It’s not like I was scared to tell Janelle anything; the problem was I had signed an NDA with Donovan and it might just be too risky to tell anyone about it. “Can I please go up to my room and rest first?” I asked
Donovan: This was it. They were going to find out that Aniya and I were fake dating, and everything we'd said was a lie. Because whose girlfriend doesn’t show up for his games? “Oh! I have been to a lot of Donovan’s games and my cousin always accompanied me but Donovan and I had kept our relationship a secret so I always tried to avoid making contact because I didn’t want us going public yet.” Aniya replied. My girl was such a smooth talker but was this true? Did she actually attend my games? Had everything she’d said in this interview been a little true or was this all business for her? “But now we’re public and a little contact wouldn’t hurt anybody…” We all laughed but Cynthia laughed harder. “Donovan, there were so many speculations surrounding your relationship with Lucy. Is there anything about that situation you wish people understood?" Aniya and I had not rehearsed to talk about Lucy because we had been so caught up in giving the audience a perfect love story. “Yeah…” I
Aniya: The question hung in the air, and everywhere was quiet. Both of us looked at the other to answer. My eyes lowered to our fingers entwined before Donovan started. “The truth is social media, the public, and people have negative influence over everything as much as they have positive influence, but my girl does not love to be out on social media, in the public or be in the spotlight in general. We love who we are without the gaze of the public; we love what we have without people trying to pry or have a say or even know about it. " He paused, eyes scanning me and I nodded urging him to continue. “So no, I would never subject my relationship to the public’s eyes and honestly it’s why we kept things a secret for a long time. We never would have made our relationship public if the misunderstanding wasn’t too much.” ‘ My girl does not like to be out on social media’ he was right. I hated letting people pry into my life even if my job was to keep people’s public lives structured.







