Purple Heart ✓

Purple Heart - 27

The ride was mostly silent. I could sense the tension between the two brothers in the front seat. I kept quiet as well. The scenery around me was keeping me occupied.

The company had booked a whole resort in The New Forest. It was stunning. A perfect styled English Country Hotel located at the heart of the New Forest. Greenery all around me and a blue sky above me. It was perfect.

A room was booked for me. I retired to it as soon as we reached. I had to go through multiple looks today.

The first look was a black strapless dress with a plunging neck and high slit. It fitted my body perfectly. I looked hot. My bangs were parted in the middle for this one. My eyes were made smoking black while the dark red lipstick called for all the attention. The heads turned when I walked outside. I couldn't miss the looks of admiration in those eyes.

The cameras were set all around as I stood at the said place. My eyes moved in the crowd and spotted the one I was searching for. He gestured through his eyes. This was the first time I was shooting something in front of him. It was also special as he worked there. It was sort of his assignment. So, this was special in many ways.

The camera rolled, and I played my part perfectly. The shot was locked, and I had to rush to change into a new look. This part tired me always whether it was for concert or advertisements, the costume change was my least favourite part. I still managed to give shots into 3-4 looks until it was lunchtime. The curtains were called for the time being.

I sat in the same contrast collar deep V neck midi dress. Someone from the crew tied my hair so they won't trouble me while eating. I guess more than that, they might be worried I don't ruin them.

I stared at my nail polish. I hated it, but when I was shooting for someone else, I had to put on everything even if I didn't like it. It's their call. They are paying me afterall. I don't have a choice in such cases.

"That was intense." I looked up and frowned when Ryan settled before me. He smiled, but I didn't.

"What do you have against me? I don't think I did anything to you," He said. That might be true, but I have made up my mind, it seemed. I might be judging on him based on my imagination solely.

"I don't know. I'm not that talkative. I don't mingle with people," I said in a plain voice and with a straight face. He made an impressive face as he nodded a few times.

"Understood. You are a star anyway, so it's acceptable," He said in his british accent.

"So, you and Ved?" He asked.

"Friends since school," I said. "Interesting," He said while staring at me the same. I sighed as I watched him.

"What is your problem? I don't like people staring at me," I said. Shaan came just in time as he handed me my meal.

"Thanks," I said while setting the tray on my laps.

Shaan chose to sit on a chair beside Ryan. "Ryan Wilson, right?" He asked. Ryan nodded.

"Shaan Mehra. Her cousin," He said. "PR," I corrected him. Bhai always introduced himself as my manager. I would tell people he was my brother, but he said we should keep personal and professional lives aside.

Shaan nodded lazily. What am I doing with these two? Where are my mains? I don't spot either of them.

Ryan took a bite of the burger he was holding until now. "I heard your new song," He said. Just that much. As if I would ask him if he liked it. I don't even care.

"So, how did you find it?" The useless, good for nothing asked him anyway. I felt like knocking him off.

"Fine. Not of my taste," He said. "It's still climbing charts," Shaan said.