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led that France was secretly seeing a

hat, but I found myself gripping my arm and qu

just France's nanny, and I was sure if I needed to k

Fabian sat on the sofa and assured me t

orgets what'

rst time. I didn't know if he didn't care, was com

y could proceed wit

d still put a barrier. He seemed unc

y again," Fabian s

eed to talk. I don't w

scripted, but Fab

d let'

s line was cut off. He held my s

e of passing out. I stepped

are yo

s hand through his hair. I heard him cur

I dislike t

but I didn't leave and just looked at him, cu

med familiar. It looked like an adaptation of a popul

mance. I looked at Fabian. He usually star

ouldn't help him if I didn't know what the pro

sical contact with a woman. We've t

found anyone who

t. Was Fabian serious about that? I

start with h

It seemed unlikely that it was just acting since I couldn't see a reason for it. If tha

as he was about to take it, I qui

right? Like, maybe you

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sofa's armrest, and we ended up very close. We locked eyes, and after a moment,

become an actor like this? Take note, he h

ian a glass of water. He seemed surprised by

ith just a gust of wind," Fabian said after setting down the glass. I

alance because he

ched by a woman?" I asked. Fabian let out a sigh. I th

ng in my body—from the area they're t

an wasn't used to a woman's

ked at each other, and within a minute, he re

I saw on stage yearly and on billboards. How did he survive

ed. Fabian kept his head down while

er," Fabian said. I heard Fabian whisper that he nee

" Fabian pleaded, looking at me. What the heck! How could I re

I took a deep breath an

find a way," I said. Fabian's face bri

coffee table was in the middle, an

table, and Fabian's

te passed. I let go of his hand, and Fabian slumped o

conds," I said afte

whispered, now leaning on the coffee t

nk it had been an hour when only a minute h

often forgot my lines because all eyes were on me. I felt

quickly answered lunch. It seemed like his mind was still

hroat. Fabian seemed embarrassed, scra

of problems, formulas, and solutions,

ndamentals, and composition in my head. Let's try again," I said, reac

and started my line. Fab

t reading the script, an

de. It seemed to be the kid giving out newspa

y?" Fabian asked, looking at me.

mself. I subtly glanced in the other direction, s

I innocently looked at hi

laughin