EMILY'S POV
A week after we signed the contracts, my life became a TV show, everyone was watching my every move, hoping for a slipoff.
Our "business alliance" was big news. Rudy wasn't just my friend anymore, headlines called him my "mystery partner" and "strategic savior." They dug up old pictures of us as kids.
They questioned his money, his family, his intentions, every time we stepped out together, cameras flashed.
"Don't they have real news to report?" I said, throwing my tablet on the sofa. I was dressed for another public appearance, my mother sat nearby, scrolling through the same articles on her phone.
"This is the real news to them." she said, not looking up. "Your life is their business, just keep smiling and keep holding his hand. We're controlling the story."
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