Chapter 7

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The second and final day of the shoot was quiet. Both the Actress and Doctor found themselves to be more aware of the stares in the hospital. One wrong move and everyone will surely know of their relationship, not that they had one.

They wrapped up the shoot and the Doctor finds herself following the Actress home again. Earn greets her like she was welcoming her wife back home. Fahlada smiles and hugs Earn, surprising the younger one with her actions. She leans in to kiss the girl passionately.

Their make out session was cut short when they heard the door open. Earn rushes Fahlada to get in her room as she recognises the footsteps of her mother.

"Earn. I got you some eggs and tamarind sauce."

"Thanks Mom. I was just craving for some. You know me best."

"Your dad is asking when you will be back. Ever since you went last time, he keeps on asking if I heard anything about you being in a relationship." Khun Ying Jintana tells her daughter.

"I'm not in a relationship, yet. I would tell you first, you know that." Earn giggles.

Fahlada, inside the room heard the conversation and her face turned sour. Earn did not even think that their relationship was somewhat similar to dating. Not that they confirmed anything other than being married on paper. The Doctor was sure that maybe they were starting over, but apparently not.

"So we are not together? I thought you wanted to rekindle whatever we had left. Do you really want to wait for your parents to find a man for you to marry? If so, you should have just asked for a divorce instead of making me feel stuff." Fahlada says once Earn's mom exited the apartment.

"I'm just not ready to tell my mom. How about you? You kept our relationship a secret and I never said anything. Oh dare I say that you had Dr. Visanu publicly court you. Tell me, who is the one that wants to get married with a guy so badly." Earn reciprocated, her eyes getting red.

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Fahlada lost control of herself and immediately went to the bar. She called her friends over and they were stunned to see this being the first time that she had called them to go out in a long while.

Prem, Tan and Bow arrived to see Fahlada look miserable. Her face suddenly changed as a girl walked up to talk with her, seemingly flirting. Before she could even think about doing anything, the doctors created a physical wall between the two girls.

"Why are you getting all the fun on your own? You couldn't wait for us to come?" Bow asked her friend.

"Let's drink. You want to be drunk alone? I'm not going to let that happen." Prem added.

Tan on the other hand decided he should not drink so that he could look after the girls. It was not long after that and all three were going crazy. Bow was on the dance floor with two girls. Prem was going on and on about her fiancé and the marriage jitters. Fahlada was long gone and kept repeating a name.

"Earn... I miss Earn..." Fahlada muttered.

"What Earn are you talking about? Are you missing that ex of yours again?" Tan was trying to make sense of his friend's words.

"Earn, my love..."

"I seriously can't deal with this. When will they learn to control their liquor intake?" He was clearly was annoyed, not sure of how to bring all three of them home.

"Excuse me." A voice that he recognised as his idol said.

"Earn..." Fahlada spoke, stunning her friend as she reaches out to touch the Actress' lips.

"Sorry. She's a bit drunk. I just need to bring her home." Tan apologised for his friend's behaviour.

"No worries. I know P'Mor. Let me take her home. You seem to have your other friends to look after." Earn frees the Doctor from Tan.

"I'll help you with them if you want." Ingfah offers.

"Earn, Teerak." Fahlada spoke as she captures the lips of the younger one.

Tan was stunned. Ingfah on the other hand did not seem to be bothered and signalled Tan to take care of Prem and Bow. He definitely needs to tell the others once they sober up.

*music cue: ไม่เป็นไร...เข้าใจ (Goodbye) by Violette Wautier

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