"They really look like they're in love,"
Emma Roberts licked her ice cream while watching Link and Taylor filming on set, a hint of envy in her eyes.
Link, a sports star or a big singing sensation, so handsome and strong, considered by many girls as the perfect dating material. Taylor wasn't bad either, a best-selling singer with a good boyfriend.
Now, many in the circle were envious of them.
"Fake, they're definitely not as in love as you see,"
Christine sat on the wooden railing with her phone in hand, glanced at the set, and said indifferently.
"How do you know? Did you chat with Link privately and he told you?"
Emma Roberts asked curiously.
Christine kept playing her mobile game, ignoring her. Emma, annoyed, snatched away the phone and shoved it into her back pocket.
"Give it to me!"
Christine reached out to grab it back, teetering and almost falling off the railing.