A woman discovers that the love score of the CEO she is drawn to is completely blank, leaving her unable to read his feelings or trust his intentions. As she tries to understand why his score is missing, she must decide whether to risk her heart on the one man she cannot measure.
I can see everyone's affection for me in real time. A number floating above their heads. Positive means sincerity. Negative means falsehood.
Zero means the relationship is over. Mom always shows a steady 86. My best friend Chloe hovers at 72, jumping to 78 whenever I make her laugh. My boyfriend of two years, Ethan, a flat 51, just above passing.
I kept telling myself the number would climb with time. Friday night. I left work early, picked up the tiramisu Ethan had been craving. I wanted to surprise him.
The apartment door was cracked open. Stop it. A woman's voice from the bedroom. I pushed the door open.
I looked up at Ethan's number. 51 crashed to a blinding zero. Zero. Our relationship was over.
The woman on the bed looked at me. She knew who I was. She'd done this on purpose.