Two promises.

Zoe’s POVIt was the 7th take.“Cut!!!” The director didn’t raise his voice, but the frustration in it was loud.“What the fuck is wrong with you? Will you pull yourself together?” Zain was the one who raised his voice at me.I was literally murdering my role. Tears swelled in my eyes and my throat constricted. I was failing. I never failed, but that didn’t mean I didn’t recognize the failure approaching me.My eyes met Eloise’s as M.J. whispered something into her ear. She spoke at last. “We’ll have to cancel today’s shoot. I’m sorry to waste everyone’s hard work today. Lunch at Feast and Chill? Bills on me,” Dr. Eloise said lightly, and everyone’s expression got a bit lighter.M.J.’s eyes met mine. He said nothing, but I got the message. *Zoe. Van.*“What happened?”That was all it took for me to burst into tears and spill everything to him—my mom’s words, my fear of failure, everything.“Were you always a good doctor?” M.J. asked me. I thought the question to be odd. Was he going t

Last Updated : 2026-04-18

The new Zoe

Arman’s POV**That was the last day I saw Zoe Adams—the girl with teary eyes and pale lips. I didn’t see her again for a very long time. The girl I now saw was Brenda Cox.Bossy, sassy, and hot.Zoe wore that character like a second skin. She became Brenda. We were in the last days of shooting the drama and a few episodes had been released. Everyone was happy and relaxed because the ratings were high; at this rate, we would beat Eloise’s past record. Everyone except Zoe.It had been almost three months and we were yet to see eye to eye. The banter was wearing me out; it wasn’t my thing to be at war with anyone on set.“Hey.” I blocked Zoe on her way to the car. That was her new ritual: M.J. brought her in the morning, we shot scenes, and then she disappeared to the car until M.J. was free to take her back.It was a bit annoying, considering the fact that everyone wanted to talk to her. She was a snob; she ignored anyone that wasn’t Eloise or M.J.She pushed past me and continued walki

Last Updated : 2026-04-18

Paranoia

**Arman’s POV**I’ve had sleepless nights for days now.I walked around with bloodshot eyes during the day, and sleep eluded me at night. Someone was trying to ruin me. That was my only conclusion.I tried to think back and remember the other words Bridget had said during that phone call, but everything else seemed blurry except those words: “I won’t let you destroy everything we have worked for.”My mind kept trying to go back to the memory of the phone call, but those words were all I could remember. I had tried asking Bridget, but the conversation went exactly like I had predicted it would.“Umm, Bridge?” I had called for her.“Yes, Zain.” She teased me with the character’s name these days. Fans were loving the name. Earlier last week, she had posted a picture on my Instagram and captioned it “Arman or Zain?” There was a tie. People loved both. My social media manager had proposed the idea of creating an Instagram page for Zain Blade. I really didn’t care.“Is everything alright?”

Last Updated : 2026-04-19

I don't do hugs!

**Zoe's POV**Arman's lips were undeniably kissable. It was almost hard to believe I had had those lips on mine almost three times, but they were just for the camera. It was only now I understood that the kisses we watch in movies aren't real. The reality of those sex scenes actually sucked. But this—having him so close that I could smell him, that I could see the light in those jade eyes—was alluring.It would be so easy. Just a little skip and my lips would meet his."Okay, you can lean back now," someone voiced.Relief flooded through me as I moved away from Arman. How could I be thinking of kissing a man so hung up on himself? There would be no end to his taunting. It was unbelievable; I would have thought it to be an exaggeration if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes: Arman, screening through his comment section and every word of adoration in his DMs. Wow.During the last few scenes we shot, in the drama, Zain and Brenda were going through a breakup and she had to leave the compan

Last Updated : 2026-04-19

Sad phone calls

Zoe’s POV.My fingers itched as I touched the phone. It had been months and my mom was unable to reach me. I wondered if she missed me. Okay, that was doing too much, but I still could not stop myself from hoping she was worried.The sound of my ancient iPhone coming on earned a breath through my lips. I had already planned it out. I’d turn on the phone, call my mom, tell her the words I had rehearsed, and hang up. I would not listen to her opinion; I'd just give her words to think about and get off the phone. Then I’ll call my brother.But I should have known nothing ever went the way I wanted it to, because my phone rang immediately after it came on. It was Matthew. Okay, maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.“Hey, Matt,” I breathed.“Really? Really, Zoe? I didn’t know you could be so selfish. How could you? After everything our parents have done for you? You ruined their hard work, Zoe. Mom had big plans for you. Then you disappear and show up on TV? Are you stupid?” Matthew lashed out. Eac

Last Updated : 2026-04-21

Two awards

Zoe’s POV“Zoe Merida!!”Did I miss that part? It was M.J.’s idea. Adams seemed to be a dull name for the star he was going to make out of me. I needed to drop the name too; maybe my family would have less impact on me.But that didn’t change the fact that the host just called my name for an award!I got nominated and won an award! I didn’t care if it was the only one I would win, but knowing I could win just one released a bubble inside of me that I hadn’t known existed.In life, most successful people have a good luck piece. For some, it is a charm bracelet given by their grandmother or a very respected relative, or even a godmother; for others, it could be a pin, a brooch, or maybe a scarf. I had none before today, but as I stared at the silver shoes on my feet, I knew I had one now. I wore these shoes to receive my very first award. And I promised myself that it would be the first of many others.I stood up with practiced poise; sounds of camera shutters filled my ears like a symp