C22 THE SECOND RUN IN

"We're in public," he whispered, his voice low and urgent. "Remember our contract. Act like you're happy."

She steeled herself, remembering the words on the paper that she had signed. She forced a smile onto her face, trying to look pleased to be there. But inside, she was anything but happy. She felt trapped like she was in a prison of her own making.

They sat at a table by the window