The Secret She Kept in Bollywood by Tara Pammi

Author:Tara Pammi
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2022-02-22T15:54:59+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

SIMON FOLLOWED ANYA’S voice to Meera’s room across the corridor and pushed the already-open door ajar. If they were not on the production set or the rehearsal halls, he would always find Anya and Meera together either at the small cafe in the neighborhood village or in one of their rooms.

In the two weeks they’d been in Udaipur, the three of them had already settled into a routine. Despite the unpredictability of a production set in progress, delays in schedules, problems with supply chains, somehow Anya made it easy for not only Meera but for him to find some kind of stability.

Much as he wanted to, Simon couldn’t deny the fact that she’d made herself indispensable to both of them and not for any selfish agenda of her own. Not for any other reason than the fact that she cared about Meera and him.

He’d seen her work ten to twelve hours each day, coordinating last-minute fittings and repairs based on rehearsals of the fight scenes, redesigning a part of the men’s armor because some of the leather belts had been lost in delivery, and still she always made time for Meera in the evening.

Every small thing Meera needed, from help with rehearsing her own lines to dealing with a fever on the very night when Simon had been out of town for an overnight trip, dealing with his daughter’s first heartbreak—apparently the punk light boy had found a girlfriend in the catering company—Anya was ever ready, with infinite patience and calm demeanor and quick-witted answers that satisfied even the sulky teenager that Meera could sometimes be.

As he watched her move around Meera’s room picking up all the myriad things his daughter scattered about, a tight knot emerged in his chest. He forced himself to exhale, forced himself to examine the source of his tension.

He’d been waiting for a break in that soft, generous smile.

For a fracture in her sunny temper where she’d say she needed a break from Meera or him or both.

For the dream to lose some of its shine in the dirty patches of reality.

For her to get restless or bored or annoyed...which, he knew, would’ve been completely fair. What struck him was how he’d been comparing her to Rani and that was unfair to both women. For all he’d assumed she was fragile, Anya had her feet solidly on the ground.

If Meera was busy with something, Anya asked Simon if he wanted to have dinner together. If she was going on a day trip to play tourist and visit local spots on the one day Virat had decided he didn’t need her, she asked him if he’d like to come along. If Simon happened to be working late—which he mostly had to because he still hadn’t completely decided if he wanted to make Mumbai his new HQ—she dragged in her portable sketching table and her box of pencils and loose paper and worked alongside him in silence.

While Vikram’s PR manager put a tight quality control on

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