Always

prologue

They say that time heals but I just think they're just lying liars who lie. Time doesn't heal, you  get used to it. I did. I had to. I stare at myself in the mirror, feeling absolutely numb, as the makeup artist assaults my face, turning me into someone I don't recognise.

"Ivy," my assistant, Grace calls my name as I zoned out again.

"Ivy, are you listening?"

"No, I zoned out, sorry," I reply, and she explains my schedule for the day again, leaving the room to check if the set is ready.

"You're ready ma'am " I nod, muttering a 'thank you '.

she smiles and leaves when Grace enters again. "Ivy, they are ready for your shoot and also Kaiden Marino is here to see you, Ivy," Grace says scrunching her face as she takes his name. and ladies and gentlemen, there goes my day. I feel the need to throw up just by hearing his name.

With a straight face, I turn to Grace, "You can tell the director I'm coming for the shoot and Kaiden to go to hell,"  with that, I leave to change.

After changing in the dress I'm advertising for, I head straight for my shoot. I can feel his disgusting gaze on me, but I really don't give a fuck anymore. Just as my shoot ends, I try to rush to my room to avoid talking to him, but he beats me to it.

"You look hot, my love," he says with the most disgusting smile I've ever seen. I try to keep my cool and my face still, but all I feel inside is disgust. "Stop calling me 'your love.' I am neither 'yours' nor am I 'your love'."

"Come on, baby, don't do that.  you gave me no choice and i told you it was just a one night stand and a sheer mistake"

Five days ago, on Saturday night, he came to my penthouse. Everything was fine until he started touching me. We were two weeks into our relationship. I just didn't trust him enough to let him have his way with me, so I tried to softly let him down. But he didn't budge, so I clearly said no. He tried convincing me, but when I explained to him, he got frustrated and ran out of the door.

The next morning, when I went to his house, the guard let me in because I've been to his house before and thank god he did because entering his house I found a girl's dress and his clothes on the floor. Long story short, my scumbag of an ex cheated on me.

"And so was dating you," I reply with a stone-cold face.

"Stop following me before I file a report about you, or better yet, I give the media the news of how you royally messed up. You know the media really loves to gossip. Your reputation will be fucked in seconds; your career ? "