I stood frozen, staring after him as tears blurred my vision. For the first time, I didn’t chase him. I didn’t beg him to stay. Instead, I bit back my pain and went to my appointment alone.
Some people aren’t worth holding onto.
***
It takes a hundred days to recover from an injury and after the doctor was aware I was an actress, he gave me a strict warning. Urged me to rest appropriately and avoid stress. Staying in a good mood would help me heal faster.
But Asher seemed determined to test my limits. The next day, he showed up at my apartment, dragging me toward his car by the arm.
"Earlier today, I logged into your Instagram account and deleted those photos. I also issued an apology on your behalf," he said coldly.
He didn’t stop. Instead, “But Nora said she wants you to apologize in person before this matter is considered over. So, hurry up, go with me to the set and apologize to her.”
I yanked my arm free, staring at him in disbelief. "How dare you make decisions for me without my consent?"
Climbing onto Instagram, I saw the statement apologizing on the top post.