The Night Shift
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Your co-worker threw you under the bus when his ex insisted on rekindling their relationship. Now, to protect him, you find yourself pretending to be lovers, hoping that this ruse will make his ex lose interest in pursuing him.
(she dies, at the end of the story. Interviews with antonio in the future speaking about the past. whereas y/n speaks in the present tense, as this happens in the past.)
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