My Fake Husband
Wherever Emily wanted to lead me right now, I was in a headspace where I’d crawl right after her.
The girl I had resolved to meet was standing right next to me.
"Are you going to be able to fix it?"
"We'll handle it, don't worry," I said, giving her a sweet smile. If I couldn't even recover a profile I hacked myself, I might as well throw in the towel and resign.
While Emily stared anxiously at the screen, I faked a serious expression, furrowing my brows as if deeply concentrated on the laptop in front of me. A voice inside me was screaming, *take a screenshot of how she looks right now and keep it forever*, but I held back.
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