But Rico’s response wasn’t what she had hoped for. His brow furrowed, his voice calm but firm. “Maddie, the company has a strict rule: artists aren’t allowed to date. I can’t be with you.”
Maddie refused to give up. If 21-year-old Rico couldn’t fall in love, maybe 31-year-old Rico could. She told herself she could wait.
She could wait forever.
But that hope was shattered when Rico gave his love to someone else—Jane Harper. Maddie watched helplessly as Rico and Jane held hands, hugged and kissed in front of flashing paparazzi cameras. The final blow came when the tabloids plastered pictures of them entering the same hotel late at night.
Her five years of unwavering devotion suddenly felt meaningless. Maddie remembered all the sacrifices she had made for Rico, including abandoning her search for her biological parents and it all seemed ridiculous now.
That evening, Maddie dried her tears, stood tall and tossed the bouquet of flowers she had been holding into the trash. She was done. Done waiting. Done hoping. It was time to go home.
***
At two in the morning, the sound of the front door slamming jolted Maddie awake. Rico had returned home, but he wasn’t alone. Jane Harper stood beside him, her arm looped through his.
“You must be Maddie, Rico’s sister, right?” Jane said, her voice sweet yet cutting. “Hi, I’m Jane Harper, Rico’s girlfriend.”
Before Maddie could reply, Jane continued, her tone apologetic.
“I’m so sorry for the intrusion. We tried to check into a hotel, but the paparazzi were everywhere. Rico thought it’d be safer to come here. I hope you don’t mind?”
Maddie forced a stiff smile, feeling small and insignificant in her oversized pajamas. “No, it’s fine. Welcome…”
This was the first time Maddie had seen Jane up close. On screen, Jane was beautiful, but in person, she was breathtaking. Her flawless skin and striking features were accentuated by the small teardrop mole under her right eye, giving her an air of unattainable elegance.
In contrast, Maddie felt like a forgotten shadow—a plain, ordinary girl standing next to a movie star.
***
“Hey, Maddie, could you make some sobering tea for Jane?” Rico asked, his tone light but expectant.
Maddie hesitated. “I… I didn’t make any tonight.”
Rico frowned, his expression hardening. “What do you mean? You always have some ready. Why can’t you even handle this small thing?”