Power Play With My Fake Boyfriend
sleep easy
I did, for the first time in days.
The next morning, the mansion woke up to a producer's voice crackling through the hallway speakers before anyone had even made it to breakfast.
"Attention, houseguests. Tonight, we're introducing a new segment. Live. Unscripted. We're calling it True Feelings."
A murmur rippled through every room at once.
"Each couple will be asked one question," the voice continued, bright and merciless, "and required to answer honestly, on camera, in front of the entire audience. No scripts. No producers feeding lines. Just the truth."