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Therefore, she went back home and waited for the news. Just as she expected, Rachael called her the next day and told her that Zenovia had approved it. This was something Hesper had expected, and Rachael hastily continued, "You have to follow Zenovia to participate in an activity for a month. It's a reality TV show, and Zenovia has arranged a guest seat for you... Well, count yourself lucky." Hesper frowned, "What reality show? And I'm the mysterious guest?" Rachael also seemed very reluctant and explained, "It's a travel show for a celebrity and an ordinary person. The first season is going to a city in Fredonia. Who knows why Zenovia wants to bring you along for this kind of good thing?"

Everyone had a meal before sitting down to watch TV together and chat. On TV, the recent parent child reality shows were booming, such as 'My Brother and I' that was playing right now. The participants were naturally siblings from celebrity families and the age difference was more than a dozen years. Not only that, handsome big brothers with their delicate little sisters attracted a huge audience, making it another pretty popular show. After an episode of 'My Brother and I', Luna quietly stood next to Rex, who stiffened and was afraid to move or even make eye contact.

Because if this is some kind of reality show, I would like to resign. I slowly turn in a full circle, no cameras. No director shouting, “Cut!” no hidden microphones. Just a room full of people who are looking at me like I escaped from the psychiatric hospital. I point at myself, “Can somebody please tell me what’s going on?” Nobody speaks, are rich people allergic to conversation? I look back at the billionaire. “No offense. But you look way too successful to answer an online advertisement.” “Yes.” I shake my head stubbornly, “Why do you agree to be my fake baby daddy for two million dollars?”

I can't deal with it, that's why I don't really want to connect with people because for me, at the end of the day, everyone will leave and they will never come back. That's why I made 'Elena Parker', she's famous, crazy for love and a really good novelist with 5 best seller romance books of all times. For me, faking myself as Elena Parker was a shield for me. I wanted to hide myself from the world but at the same time I want the world to notice me. Suddenly my phone rang and I got up from my beanbag walking back inside. I took my phone and looked at the screen to see my brother, Stefan, calling me. I pressed the green button and put it on loudspeaker.

“But it wasn’t what I thought it was. I was just imagining it, and I almost killed my brother because of my inability to determine what’s real and not. What’s wrong with me?” Nothing. “You know what my mom said right before she…” I couldn’t finish that thought. I abandoned that idea. “She said I wasn’t a Foreseer. And that we weren’t actually imprinted, and it was all a trick.” That time, Nathan growled, but I ignored it. “And I don’t know if she’s right or not. My reality seems to be all mixed up right now, and there is no way for me to know what's real and what isn’t. What am I supposed to do?”

Lizzy guessed this guy had a super long list of mental issues—of the psychotic and serial killer variety. “The show will start soon and you’re my guests for today. It’s a marketing gig that helps to promote my brand.” He stood. “You all get to star in my reality show and play a game. As there’s three of you, you’ll decide who dies today. It’s a two to one ratio. If you cannot decide, I’ll do the choosing.” As his heavily booted feet walked back up the stairs, two pairs of desperate eyes swung her way. Lizzy stared back, too stunned to cry. Oh, snap.

She was not one of them. The mama then motioned for her and the other young lady to follow to the etiquette test. There she met with the rest of the ladies and there were only 20 ladies left from the original 50. More than a half of the ladies were eliminated in this test. A straight line was made with white sand and three pieces of jadeite were put on her shoulder and her head. “Walk the entire length of this white sand line. Those who drop their jadeite first will be eliminated.”

Silence. Emma felt it clearly now. Reality was no longer something shared. It was something simultaneously generated in multiple incompatible forms by the same system trying to observe it. Ethan spoke quietly. “…We didn’t break reality.” Emma responded. “No.” A pause. “We exposed that it never agreed with itself.” Silence. The structure beyond reality flickered again. The eye no longer held any coherent form. It was now infinite overlapping realities attempting to stabilize against each other without resolution. The voice returned one final time.

A reality dating show with drama and millions of views. My stomach dropped instantly. No. No. No. No. “Campus connection has approached us about filming their next season here at Harlow,” Mr. Park continued. “And given the recent events we believe this could be mutually beneficial.” Priya’s lips curled in a small smile, stepping forward. “This show’s format is quite simple. We need ten couples to film over six weeks on campus.” She looked between me and Zane. ”But every season needs an anchor couple. That one pair everyone watches. The story everyone’s invested in.”