|William|

I'd be lying if I dreaded that this day would come, but I was dreading the fact that today is the day I would announce Cassie officially to the entire world. It felt like I was throwing her into a pack of hungry wolves, ready to take their first and painful inflicting bite into her.

"I don't know if I can do this." I said to Angie as she edited the photo for my social media accounts. a phot of Cassie and I together the day we went to the science museum. That was exactly give days ago and ever since then, I've found us being able to tolerate each other just a little bit more. Giving each other a little more about our lives day by day, taking it at our own pace.

I learned that Cassie never really had any friends besides her twin sister and her best friend Rue. Even then she didn't really think of Rue as a best friend, let alone friend in that matter. More like a forced acquaintance since she and Clarke were practically soul mates. She learned that I also never really had any friends growing up until I met Lucas, then I proceeded to explain how cool it was that she had s twin sister growing up while I was the only child.

I promised Cassie that I'd teach her how to play the guitar someday and she made me promise that I'll never write a song about her, not that I was going to in the first place since I don't like sharing my songs with anyone for that matter. I made her promise that she'll have to write a book about me, a biography she called it. She only laughed at this telling me I'm gonna have to earn a book written by her.

"Sorry kid," Angie looked up and watched me through the mirror. "You knew this day was coming."

"I thought we were going to do the reveal at the yearly awards in November." I reminded her.

"We were until your father decided why wait for another two weeks when there's so many pictures of you guys on the internet."

I had the urge to cry. Maybe because I felt bad. Maybe because I know exactly what the first few weeks were going to be like.

I remember my father dragging me into the entertainment world at the age of five. Pulling me with him as he made his way up in the film industry. I know now why he did it, just so I'd have a successful career when I first started acting. But I also know he did it for the publicity. Here's a single father with a child no older than seven trying to become successful in the film industry. Back then people saw pity, nowadays no one shows mercy. No matter how pretty or talented you are, you will be dragged down and beaten. I just hope Cassie is mentally prepared for it, I don't know what people will do since she's a woman in a world full of expectations. Or what they'll dig up from the countless hours of research out into it.

"The car waiting out front." Angie told me, holding the front door open.

I took a deep breath before making my way to the lobby where I met up with Cassie. Again her makeup was professionally done by one of the makeup artists my father hired. She wore a short black dress with her brown hair pulled up high. I grabbed her hand without any hesitation. Maybe because I needed to know that she'll br there by my side the entire time, or the fact that I missed the way her hand felt next to mine.

We walked out of the hotel, our fake confidence stronger than before. I opened the door for her and she slid in before I went and got in on my side.

There were no words exchanged between us.

I dared to look over at her and noticed her hugging herself. Shivering silently. It was like an instinct as I took off my jacket.

"Here." I said with a smile, gently placing it on her bare shoulders.

"Thanks." She said in between shivers before actually putting the jacket on herself. Hugging it tightly to herself.

There was just something special about seeing someone wear my clothes. Even if she wasn't exactly mine, I couldn't help but feel some sort of pride that I had her in my life. Even if I'm about to ruin her life right in front of her eyes.

When we got to the studio, I was instantly dragged towards a dressing room. From the glances I got before going inside I also saw Cassie being dragged by someone to hair and makeup.

I sat down in the chair for about an hour, getting my makeup done. Changing into clothes that fit me a little bit tighter. I had about five minutes until I was needed to go on stage and talk about whatever the interviewers wanted to talk about. Probably along the lines about Cassie.

Speaking of Cassie. She walked inside my dressing room when the makeup artist was gone.

"Am I suppose to feel this nervous?" She asked. Still hugging my jacket tightly. I never realized how big I was compared to her until now.

"Usually." I smile slightly.

She went sat down on the black couch in here. I stood up and took a seta next to her. She continued to stare at the ground below us before speaking again.

"I feel like I shouldn't be as nervous as I am. I'm not even going on stage."

"Yeah but for the next week you're gonna be more popular than me." I attempted to lighten the mood.

She looked over at me. Telling me I screwed up.

"William you're on." The stage manager told me.

"Thanks." I nodded before looking back at Cassie. I grabbed her hand and squeezed. "Just know that whatever happens, i'll be here."

She smiled before I released my grip.

I followed the stage manager towards the stage. Once they called me on, I experienced something I've never experienced before. For the first time walking on stage wasn't a huge blur.

"Nice to see you again William." Ralph, the host, shook my hand.

"I'm glad to be here." I smile taking a seat on the light blue coach before staring into the crowd with a smile plastered on my face.

"So I think we all know why you're here today and I'm pretty sure we're excited to find out." Ralph looked out into the crowd. "Are you guys excited to find out who's Williams mystery girl is?" He shouted.

"But before you reveal who this lucky girl must be. How did you guys meet?" Ralph asked.

"We met at a bookstores," I lied about who I was, "we talked about how she's a fan of my work," actually we talked about the best romance I'll ever read. "I guess you could say sparks flew and no we're here."

"It's like reading a book about love at first sight." Ralph jokes and crowd breaks out in various awes.

"Something like that." I smile.

"So you're saying that you're dating a fan?" Ralph asks.

That's the exact opposite of what really happened. "Yup and I've never been happier."

The crowd also sent a few awes after saying that, but this time they seemed forced. This was the start of what I was scared of.

"So who is this mystery girl anyways? We've seen tons of pictures but no one has claimed who she really is."

My heart sank. "Her name is Cassie. Cassie Gray." It felt like my heart just bursted from my chest and I could mentally picture everyone one watching this live starting to investigate who Cassie really was.

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl." Ralph smiles. "So tell me, what happened to the model Zoe Hall. She hasn't released any statements regarding this situation."

We haven't went over the contract yet. Now I was more panicked than before. "We came to a mutual agreement that the romance between us disappeared."

"And I'm guessing that's because you met Cassie?" I can't say that. It would make me look bad.

"Actually it's because our schedules collided and we wouldn't have time to do actually be a couple." I lie. Everything I was saying was a lie. This entire relationship was a lie. My life was slowly becoming a giant lie that I've been forced to live and deal with.

Ralph just nodded in agreement before facing the crowd. "We'll be back after this commercial break where will talk with William Everest about the new season of the Opposite airing February twenty-ninth."

I have never felt so guilty in my life and when I looked over to see Cassie staring at me with a small smile on her face, I could physically feel a heavy weight form inside my chest. The guilt inside me was breaking my heart, shattering it into a million pieces. To top it off too, I literally could do nothing about it because I signed my life away to my father. To this fake relationship.