Hema’s POVIt has been a while sinceI last spoke with Veer and I know how busy he is. That’s why he didn’t calltoo. I decided to call to hear from him. Nadia was already back, sleepingtiredly. I reached the living room with a glass of orange juice and sat on oneof the couches. I sipped my drink and placed the cup on the coffee table beforecalling Veer.“Hello?” I spoke softlyinto the phone.“I thought you hadforgotten me,” he threw the words at me from the other end. I chuckledslightly.“I think we should bothbe accusing each other because you didn’t call to,” I retorted and he laughed.“How have you been, brother?” I asked, cheerfully.“Always busy. You?” hesaid.“I’m good. I just missedyour voice so much and I decided to hear it.”“I missed you too, sis.But don’t worry, I will be coming over this weekend. No matter the schedule, Iwill postpone it to come and see you,” he stated.“N

Sidd’s POVI dressed up in a blue dress shirt with rolled-up sleeves and two buttons undone, revealing my perfect, well-muscled chest. I love showing them off most time. I smoothed my hair back by running my fingers through them and I wore my black sunshade. I tilted my head in front of the mirror, smiling in pride. “Ready to catch some attention today,” I said and chuckled. I picked up my phone from the bed and headed out. Descending the staircase, my mom was seated on the couch in the living room, directly facing the staircase as if she were waiting for me to show up. I stood on the staircase, looking suspiciously at her for a minute.“Aren’t you going to come down anymore?” her tightened voice reached me. I rolled my eyes and went down to her. “Good morning, Mother,” I greeted.“Seriously speaking, Sidd. What is your problem? Why have you suddenly decided not to get married to Ria?” she queried. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair again. I just hope

Veer’s POVThe call I received fromHema this morning lifted my spirit to seventh heaven. I can’t believe Nadiarejected Sidd’s proposal and accepted mine. I am more than ready to face Siddtoday. I can’t wait to see his bitter expression. I was done getting ready likea target-getter and headed out.Upon reaching the studio,I saw Nadia standing in the compound. She was fidgeting, looking around likeshe was waiting for someone. She looks even more cute when agitated. She wasputting on a black fishnet, revealing her black bra and a knee-length blackskirt. Her all-black suits her fair skin. Her hair was swept aside. She lookedmore gorgeous and my heart slowly picked a race.“Sir, we are here,” mydriver’s announcement jolted me back to the reality that I had to alight fromthe car.“Oh,” I mumbled andopened the door. Nadia’s POVI couldn’t stay inside. Ihad seen Siya earlier and she claimed Veer wasn’t

Nadia’s POVI sat on the floor,watching Ria go scot-free. My heart banged my ribcage and tears streamed downmy cheeks, washing my fresh blood down to my throat and dropping it onto mylap. She has succeeded in ruining my film project with Veer. How do I act now?Flawless skin is always needed by the female lead. My ankle hurts, my cheekhurts, and my heart split knowing fully well I won’t be able to act again.Sooner or later, the scar will be visible, ruining my look. Just then, Veercame along.“Nadia?” he called outbefore rushing down to me. He cupped my face in his hands. “What happened toyou? Who did this?” he queried, concern filled in his voice. I couldn’t talk, Ijust continued whimpering. “Talk to me. Who did this to you? Is it Sidd?” he added.I shook my head. “It’sRia, Veer,” I sobbed, my heart heavy with the weight of pain. “She pushed medown and cut my face. She doesn’t want me to act with you too. I can’

Nadia’s  POVVeer was now packing hiscar in front of the nightclub building. I had to agree to follow him based onwhat Hema told me. We alighted from the car and he came to my side, holding myhand.“Don’t be scared, okay?Remember I’m with you,” he assured me once again.“All right, hero,” Iteased and we headed inside. Apart from the colorful strobe light and clubmusic, the place doesn’t look like a club to me. Different sizes of men wereseated on the couches with flirtatious ladies frolicking and chattering aroundthem. I grimaced at the girls who were shamefully selling their bodies to theseold men. On the stage were strippers in panties and bras, dancing around a pole.I looked at Veer, he seemed not to be concerned about his surroundings as hesimply pulled me gently along to another room.“Where are we going?” Iwhispered.“Relax, okay?” he toldme. We reached the room thatseemed like a VIP