At the peak of her luminous fame, Charlotte Austin - flawless, untouchable - takes center stage in a daring new series penned by the fierce and uncompromising Engfa Waraha. But to Engfa, Charlotte is no brilliant muse. She is a hollow idol wrapped in beauty and vanity, a polished mask hiding a heart long since emptied. Content Warning: This fanfic contains heavy emotional themes, including depression, emotional pain, and angst. It may be triggering for some readers. Please proceed with caution - this story is not for the faint of heart. Reader discretion is strongly advised. This fanfiction is a work of fiction. I do not intend to offend or insult any of the real people mentioned in it. The character portrayals are fictional interpretations and do not reflect the actual behavior or personalities of the celebrities. I hope for your understanding.

Charlotte and Engfa sharing a hotel room again after 4 years, what could happen? Author's note 🎶: A realistic depiction or an alternate universe where Englot end up together. This is purely fictional and only inspired by how I interpreted Englot. It is written to soothe our collective heartache when englot were apart and distant with each other, I hope reading this made you as happy as when I wrote it. I do not claim to know how Englot truly feels or acts in real life. *Please do not copy or share my work anywhere, however short clips to promote on social media are welcomed! X: @KelliesKells

Charlotte Austin is married to a man named Mew and they have a son. She works at Bangkok Museum Of Contemporary Arts as a public programs manager. Engfa Waraha is married to a man named Apo, they have two sons and she is Charlotte's boss. One day, the Museum's board members decided to send them both to New York's MOMA for a seminar on museum public programs...