“This all looks effortless to him. The endless meetings, interviews, photo ops,” I add with exasperation. “I’m not good with people.” I brace myself for another of Gemini’s flippant remarks but instead, he says, “I don’t know, love. Sounds to me like maybe the solution is as simple as actually becoming a team, instead of simply pretending to be one.” My laugh is bitter. “Don’t be so foolish. There won’t ever be a time when Wolfgang and I will be friends, let alone partners.”
