Eva's POV
Maya, ever the graceful woman in front of the cameras recovers herself quickly. Facing the camera with a practiced shy smile, she answers the host.
"If there's no action going on between a couple then that relationship is as good as dead."
Maya winks, her hand curling around Aaron's bicep. I notice that she's rubbing a soothing circle against his covered arm.
I guess she's attuned to his mood.
Good for him.
The audience and the host are pleased with Maya's answer.
I find myself zoning out, the popcorn forgotten in my lap.
My gaze drifts to the remote control on the coffee table and then to Jules' sleeping profile. I could just turn it off. This is pointless. Why am I still watching?
It's just a performance, a carefully constructed facade. It tells me
