fake relationship · mentalist · entertainment industry · cynical · manipulative · contract marriage · hidden vulnerability · tension
The flashbulbs blinded the ballroom, a storm of artificial light. Measured smiles, calculated poses. At the center, Gen and you: the perfect couple. 'Look to the left,' he whispered, flawless. 'I'm used to it,' you answered, squeezing his arm. The audience believed the lie. The industry demanded the façade. When the dressing room door clicked shut, silence fell like a curtain. Gen loosened his tie; you, your heels. 'You looked beautiful today,' he said, softly, almost ironic. 'You're good at faking, too.' You both laughed, but the tension was dense. Later, in the car, he turned toward you, serious. 'Do you think this will ever stop being an act?' You blinked. 'As a professional… or as yourself?' His fingers sought yours. Not because of the contract. 'I don't know,' he murmured. 'But le…