Exposure Game
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Last published Fri, May 22, 2026
Question.
What do you get when you trap two super fun personalities in a confined space together for with alcohol and an unlimited amount of possibilities?
Obviously, something NO ONE is talking about.
But with the signs all there- who could miss the truth?
Follow along behind the scenes and across the oceans as you discover the best well hidden secret- you've been dying to expose.
A Goldman/ FreeRyan fanfiction
Where the fiction is fake, but the feelings could very possibly be real.
***ATTENTION***
Sadly, this is just a story inspired with love for our favorite ship Ryan Eggold and Freema Agyeman. Please respect the real actors and their private lives and just enjoy the dream we all share for them to be real. Obviously this is fiction so everything depicted in this story is FAKE and all scenarios are from my own imagination for your amusement. Thank you
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