I was feeling really anxious and nervous as I approached Heather. I had never asked her for any favors before, but now I was desperate and I needed her help. My heart was pounding as I tried to find the right words to say.“Heather,” I began hesitantly. “I don’t know how to say this to you, but I don’t think there’s any better way to say it. As you know, I haven’t been paid for the past three months. So, I haven’t been able to pay my rent to Biddy… I mean, your mom. I was just wondering if you could talk to her and ask her to give me a little more time… I swear on my dead grandma that I will pay her rent.”Heather looked at me with shock and disbelief. “I…I don’t know what to say,” she stammered. “I’m sorry, but I can’t help you. You know how my mother is. She’s a miserly person who won’t lend a penny to anyone, not even her own daughter.”Tears welled up in my eyes as Heather’s words hit me like a ton of bricks. I had been clinging to the hope that she would be able to help me, but n

Heather’s phone began to ring. She took it out and glanced at the screen.“My mom is calling,” she said.“Answer it and talk to her,” I replied.“Okay, okay. And you should go tell that girl that you’re going to help her before she packs everything up. Come on, move quickly.”Heather left to talk to her mom while I headed towards Victoria, who was standing with the photographer and director, instructing them to pack up. My gaze traveled to the other side of the room where Declan was smirking at Victoria, probably thinking he had accomplished something. He took out his phone and started typing. I didn’t know who he was messaging, but I could guess it was probably his boss, telling him about their successful plan. I felt bad for them because I wasn’t going to let it happen.I took a deep breath and walked straight up to Victoria. I overheard her saying, “I’ll talk to Eden about it, but for now we need to pack up.”“No one needs to pack up until we finish the shoot,” I said from behind h

Eden's POVI was sleeping peacefully in my room, the soft hum of the birds lulling me into a deep slumber. Th sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. I was lost in a dream, a smile on my lips as I drifted further into unconsciousness.Suddenly, I was jolted awake by a loud banging on the door. My heart raced as I sat up in bed, disoriented and confused. The banging continued, growing louder and more insistent. I stumbled out of bed and made my way to the door, my mind racing with possibilities. Who could be at the door at this hour? What could they possibly want?I hesitated for a moment, my hand hovering over the doorknob. The banging grew louder, more frantic. I took a deep breath and turned the knob, pulling the door open.I saw Declan standing at the door, his face contorted with anger and frustration.“Why are you pounding on my door like a madman? Have you lost your mind?” I demanded, my voice rising with each word.I took a deep breath, trying

“Damn it! I’m going to be late for work,” I exclaimed and jumping to my feet. It was a lie, because I couldn’t let Ed recognize me. Why the hell was he stalking me? I was so done with this. “Please, God just make me invisible so he can’t see me,” I begged silently. I stormed towards the exit, but Ed stepped in front of me, blocking my way with his infuriating silhouette.“Hey! Wait up, where do you think you’re going?” he demanded." What do you mean? let me go!" I tried walk pass him but failed to do it because he was blocking the exit. He was staring at me so intensely, his eyes never leaving mine. It felt like he was trying to read my thoughts, to understand what was going on inside my head. I could feel the heat of his gaze on me, and it made me feel exposed and vulnerable. I shifted uneasily under his scrutiny, wishing I could just vanish into thin air. But he didn’t look away, and I knew that I couldn’t avoid him forever. My emotions were a jumbled mess - frustration, anger, fea

I remain quiet for a moment, but my mind is racing with confusion. How could Ed be Miss Liliana’s boss? It doesn’t seem possible. Ed never mentioned it to me, or perhaps he was lying. But why would he lie? My thoughts are jumbled and nothing makes sense.I decide to ask Miss Liliana about Ed.“Psst… Psst…” I try to get Miss Liliana’s attention by making a sound, but she doesn’t respond. She seems to be ignoring me completely, as if she thinks I’m some crazy woman who can’t tell the difference between two people. My confusion grows and I feel a knot forming in my stomach. I am determined to get to the bottom of this, so I elbow her to get her attention again.“What’s your problem, girl? Why can’t you stand still and keep quiet for a moment?”“I’m sorry, Miss Liliana, but I can’t keep quiet until I find out who Ed is,” I say, my voice shaking with uncertainty.“I’ve told you a million times that he’s not Ed. Would you please stop calling him that?” she snaps.“Then who is he? What’s his