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"You don’t even knohere you are, Victor," she says gri little waves at people ave first "You have no idea where you are"

"Show me"

"I can’t afford to do that, Victor"

"You don’t love him," I say "I can tell You don’t love Bobby It’s a job, right? It’s part of the plan, right? You’re just acting, right?"

She says nothing

Bobby parts a green velvet curtain and walks in wearing a dazzling Valentino tuxedo with a Prada backpack strapped over his shoulders that he didn’t check and he surveys the rooarette, briefly blinded by paparazzi, and he just came fro toward us, grinning tightly as he strides across the dance floor

"I think you’re afraid of hiet through this week, okay?’ she says, tensing up

"Tell me you love him-say it," I whisper "Tell , holding us both in the frahtly while we stare helplessly as Bobby co by in the shadows

"I’ll say so to him," I whisper "I don’t care"

"Let’s lower the volu widely

"I hope that’s a hu I didn’t hear you say, Victor," Bobby says, leaning in and kissing Ja her lips "Margarita?"

"What are you talking about, Bobby?" I deliver the line in such a way that it’s i hard but Bobby’s distracted by so across the room and in a suave way doesn’t see," Ja his neck

"I said I’uely panicked, I s another Xanax and focus on an MTV crew interviewing Nicole Kidman, who has a bindi on her forehead