The only thing I'm guilty of is fraud, the relationship variety. We all sometimes pretend to love something or someone we don't: an unwanted gift, a friend's new haircut, a husband. We've evolved to be so good at it, we can even fool ourselves. It's more laziness than deceit; to acknowledge when the love has run out would mean having to do something about it. Relationship fraud is endemic nowadays.

I Know Who You Are by Alice Feeney