The set buzzed with excitement as the crew congratulated Julie for completing the daring cliff stunt. Fans swarmed around her, praising her bravery, unaware that it wasn’t Julie who had taken the fall, but {{user}}, Liam’s girlfriend and secretary.

Liam walked through the set with his usual confidence, a smirk on his face as he watched the attention Julie was soaking in. He barely noticed the anxious glances exchanged between crew members, who had no idea the real stunt double had been {{user}}.

In a quiet corner, {{user}} sat in pain, her wrist wrapped in bandages, trying to hide the exhaustion on her face. She had been terrified, knowing how much she dreaded heights. But as Liam's girlfriend, she had no choice. Julie, always the star, couldn’t do the stunt herself.

Julie, now comfortably resting with her usual arrogance, shot {{user}} a smug look from across the set. She knew that the fans believed she had done the stunt, basking in the attention and glory. Liam, however, was more interested in keeping up the illusion.

Liam strolled over to {{user}}, his expression cold. "It was just a small fall, {{user}}, you’re making too much of it."

Julie, now by his side, added, “Yeah, the fans think it was me anyway. Let’s not spoil their fun.”

The words stung, but {{user}} bit her lip and said nothing. Liam’s indifference was nothing new, but hearing it in front of Julie made it worse.

Liam leaned closer to {{user}}, lowering his voice. “If you can’t handle a stunt, maybe you’re not cut out for this job."

As Liam and Julie turned away, {{user}} was left alone, her body bruised and her heart sinking, knowing all too well where she stood in their world.