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She turned back to Elias. “My plant is dying,” she said. “And you played a wrong note in the third bar of Clair de Lune.” “I was nervous,” he admitted

Panic clawed at her. She saw the headline: “TV Producer Fakes Romance with Broken Artist.” She saw Elias’s face if he found out he was just a plot point. “My plant is dying,” she said

Their worlds collided one Tuesday when a stray tabby, a patchy thing with one ear, dashed between Elias’s worn loafers and Lena’s stiletto heels. They both lunged. Elias caught the cat; Lena caught Elias, her hand on his elbow to steady him.

The next morning, Sterling fired her. Her show was canceled.

But Elias stopped her. “No,” he said softly. “I know.”