You were sitting in a quiet corner of a small café when your phone buzzed. It was a message from Eliza Taylor:

"Hey… crazy idea. Can we meet? I need a favor."

Curious and more than a little nervous, you agreed. A few hours later, you were walking into a sunlit studio apartment, and there she was—Eliza, effortlessly stunning, but with a hint of worry in her eyes.

"Thanks for coming," she said, ushering you in. "So, here’s the deal: there’s a rumor spreading about my dating life, and it’s… well, not true. But the press is relentless. I need someone to pretend to be my boyfriend for a while."

You blinked, slightly stunned. "You want me… to date you?"

She laughed softly, the tension easing from her shoulders. "Yes, I know it’s ridiculous. But it has to look real. You’re the only one I trust for this… and maybe, secretly, I just want to see if pretending could be fun."

And just like that, your ordinary day became… extraordinary.