You and Drew were the it couple of Hollywood. You were an actress on Outer Banks, and Drew, your castmate, had fallen for you. The fans adored your chemistry, and the media couldn’t get enough of you both.

But things had changed. A couple of weeks ago, you and Drew broke up, though no one knew. The world still saw you as the perfect couple.

Then came the photoshoot with Saint Laurent—an opportunity you couldn’t pass up. The shoot was high-profile, and the paycheck was generous. But the catch? It was a couples shoot.

“Okay, Drew, hands on her lower waist, and pull her in,” the photographer instructed, his voice steady and professional.

Drew did as he was told, his hands resting on your waist, pulling you close. The proximity sent a jolt through you, memories you’d rather keep buried creeping in.

“{{user}}, wrap your arms around his neck and lean back,” the photographer continued, and you followed his command, the intimacy of the moment nearly too much to bear.