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“I get that. I’m in business. Numbers don’t lie but they also don’t care if you’re tired.” We kept talking like that. Jokes flying around the table. Ryan teased Jace about being soft lately. Cole and I bonded over how annoying group projects were. Jace’s hand brushed mine under the table a couple times. Not on purpose but it stayed there longer the second time. At one point Ryan raised his glass. “To fake relationships that look better than most real ones.” I choked on my drink. Jace shot him a look but he was smiling. “Shut up, man,” Jace said, but there was no heat in it.

Kayla looked at me differently than usual after that. 'Ah! Kayla's actually starting to feel bad for him? Benjamin, you're disgusting! Kayla, don't fall for it. He's definitely faking it. I asked around. He didn't even stand under the sun for ten minutes before he left. There's no way he's actually injured.' I really wanted to plug my ears and shut out Yuvan's nonstop whining. Before I could explain, Kayla handed me another card. I glanced at it. Good. Not a hotel key.

My eyes slowly grew wide as I stare in the horizon. [Friends are foes. You need to stand all by yourself alone. Friends are not real. Friends are enemies! They are not real towards you. Backstabs you when you turn around. Friends are just your imaginary companion. No one is really in this world other than me and our men. Don't trust friends. You don't need anyone to be with.] Tears starts falling from my eyes because of the painful words that pierces my heart little by little. "How could you say... false things to my friends? Who are you to judge them?" My teeth gritted, jaw clenching.

I say confidently as I raise my glass up at Jack's, awaiting for him to clink his glass with mine. I'm just praying that Luca doesn't text me again, especially not while Jack has my phone. "Fuck Jo. She's not a real friend to you." He says causing me to roll my eyes. Jack finally bring his glass up to meet mine before downing the liquid substance, having me do the same. "I'm being serious, don't roll your eyes at me." He says as he finishes taking his shot "Okay, then tell me what makes her such a fake friend to me?" I question, playing into his logic.

I wanted to burst out but I chose to stay calm. “I know and I can see it. If you’re treating them as real friends you will treat them as how much they treated you. A friend that doesn’t hide anything from each other and has equal and reciprocated feeling” f*ck! I have less of my patience! I swear he’ll regret why he ever meets me. “Are you telling me that I am faking our friendship?” I asked in so much disbelief. “I didn’t say that---"

“Just helping my best friend and boyfriend’s sister.” The moment the word boyfriend leaves my lips, my stomach does this weird little flip. Great. Now even my brain’s joining the fake-dating act.

I said, voice low. “Should I congratulate your husband…” A small smirk stretched on my lips. “…or start asking why none of this feels real?”

How could I say that without sounding rude? “You know…” it felt awfully heavier than I’d expected. My jaw tightened when I tried to force it out. “What you did… three years ago—‘’ “— Are you being for real, right now?” She tilted her head to the side, scoffing and biting down on her lower lip. “Anyway, it’s fine. I can’t force you if you don’t want to. After all, we’re enemies.” Yes, enemies. Rivals. Business competitors.

“They are my friends all right. But they are not my best friends,“ she said, grabbing a water bottle and putting it in front of me. “They are all fake. Mummy said I shouldn't be with fake friends.” “How do you know?” I questioned. “I heard them talk behind my back before,” she smiled. “What if I'm fake?” I asked suddenly. Surely she wouldn't be with me then. She thought for a while. “Maybe you will not be my friend,” she hummed. “But you are too pretty to be fake.” It seemed like a harmless thing coming out of her mouth but it made me blush nevertheless.

I replied honestly. "What is the favor?" She asked after few minutes. "You have to be a Fake-Girlfriend." I replied smiling. "A-What?" She shouted again at me. "A Fake-Girlfriend." I replied rubbing my ears. "Forget it! I will never be your Fake-girlfriend." She said shaking her head. "Why? Will you be my Real-Girlfriend?" I asked giving my famous smile. "Eww.. No way." She replied backing away. "Anyway! Fake-Girlfriend not for me but for Sid." I said rolling my eyes for her reaction.