He felt like he was drowning in his own frustration, suddenly realizing that since their very first night together, he''d never once revealed his identity-not even his name. And the crazy part? She hadn''t even bothered to ask!


    Feeling irked, he shot her a message: "Do you know who I am?" But he quickly deleted it, thinking it didn''t pack enough punch. He needed her to understand exactly what she was missing out on. Surely, there''de a day when they''d cross paths again.


    So, he typed out a new message: "You think I''m impressed by you? You''re just average!" After hitting send, he exhaled deeply, waiting for her reply. But it was like his message vanished into thin air.


    Jackson was about to lose it, wondering if this was her way of ying games to grab his attention. If that was the case, she''d nailed it. He''d never been treated like this before!


    Meanwhile, when Kaitlyn saw the message, she calmly blocked him. They''d decided to move on, so why keep in touch? She turned back to the team of screenwriters in front of her, keeping a serious face.


    "Revise this part. The damsel-in-distress thing isn''t cutting it anymore. People want plot twists now," she said, tapping the script. Then she called ra.


    ra was heading home and had texted Z to meet her there, saying she had a surprise for him. When Kaitlyn called, ra''s face lit up with a smile.


    "Kaitlyn, what''s up?"


    "ra, those scripts are already being produced. I''ve got a few promising new ones in the works. If you want to invest, I''ll save a spot for you."


    They''d already secured deals on three scripts, with projections hitting sixty million. With more opportunitiesing up, ra couldn''t thank Kaitlyn enough.


    "I''m in, thanks so much."


    She made a mental note to repay the favor. "When I''m free, let''s grab dinner." "Sounds good."


    Nearing her apartment, ra ended the call. She stepped inside to silence, thinking Z wasn''t there-but then she heard footsteps from the bedroom.


    “Z?" she called as she walked towards the bedroom, hearing his muffled reply.


    She pushed open the door. The curtains were drawn, casting shadows everywhere. Sitting on the bed, she caught a whiff of his body wash; he''d already showered.


    Smiling, she reached for his wrist. "I got you something. Sorry for being distanttely I''ve been swamped."


    She fastened a bracelet on his wrist and headed for the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the room.


    Z''s fingers traced over the beads, lingering on each one as if counting them.


    When ra came out, she slipped under the covers, snuggling close to him. "Do you like it? I made the holes myself. Got the beads from a vendor at the market; she said they''llst ages."


    "I love it."


    He buried his head in her neck, nting soft kisses.


    ra wriggled a bit. "You seem... not so happy?"


    "I''m over the moon, just speechless. I thought... it wasn''t meant for me."


    Surprised, she asked, "If not for you, then who?"


    After all, he was her boyfriend.