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"Is that what you think this was, Olive?" his voice was a low, rough growl. "A waste of time?"

"The hypothesis was flawed from the very beginning," Adam said, his hand coming up to cup her jaw, his thumb gently stroking her cheek. "I didn't agree to fake date you to save my funding, Olive." Olive blinked, confused. "Then... why did you do it?" "Is that what you think this was, Olive

"Are you okay?" Adam asked, searching her eyes. "You've been quiet for the last hour." To anyone else, the fluorescent-lit biology lab at

The hum of the sub-zero freezer was the only melody Olive Smith needed at three o’clock in the morning. To anyone else, the fluorescent-lit biology lab at Stanford was a sterile, unforgiving box of stress. To Olive, a third-year Ph.D. candidate running on four hours of sleep and a diet consisting primarily of free department bagels, it was home. To anyone else

"You need your friend to believe you are in a relationship. I need the administration to believe I have personal ties keeping me at Stanford. It appears our data points align. We should fake date."

Standing in front of her bathroom mirror, Olive smoothed down the fabric of a borrowed black dress. She felt like an impostor. She was just a girl playing a part, pretending to be the equal of a man who was lightyears ahead of her in every possible way.