Savage Star

Episode 8 : The 3 cold points & Her Unshakeable Heart

​(Flashback Continues - Inside Star's Mansion)

​"In my life, I might get someone who understands this industry... maybe even another celebrity," Star said, her voice heavy with deep emotion.

"But even he will never see me the way you did."

​Savage nodded calmly. "Exactly. His version of love will be different... but you will still get true love."

​"See! I can't just go around approaching another celebrity and testing if his love is true or not. That won't work," Star insisted, stepping closer to him.

"I've already seen the depth of your love.

Nothing in this world can go beyond this!

Even if options exist, I don't want any of it. I just want YOU. Only you are enough for me. I can't think beyond you."

​She looked straight into his calm eyes, her voice resolute.

​"If I have to pick the best... then it would be you. You stand at such an unreachable height.

Now tell me... all those logics you gave about celebrity marriages and lifestyle? Those were their decisions. I am telling you MY decision, and I am not going to change it. So please... try to understand me."

​Savage looked at her stubborn, tear-filled yet fiercely determined eyes. He let out a soft, composed breath.

​"I understand everything you're saying..." Savage replied smoothly. "But we still won't work.

Let me give you three simple facts."

​He held up a finger.

​"First... I can be possessive. Right at that very first point, our connection will clash and burn out given your profession."

​He held up a second finger.

​"Second... I never cared about fame, following, attention, or whatever fancy words and global craze exist out there.

We are fundamentally two entirely different people."

​He held up a third finger.

​"And third... I don't ever want to be the reason your life or your career gets affected.

I didn't create this Sketchbook to hand it over to you. It was my personal, private space. But somehow... after all that, it ended up with you."

​Star listened to his three cold, logical points. A faint, breathtaking smile broke through her intense expression.

​"Yes... it was your personal space," Star whispered softly, looking down at the Sketchbook and back at his face. "But the person living inside that personal space... is ME."

​She took a gentle breath, her heart feeling an undeniable sense of peace amid the tension.

​"And... thank God it came to the right person after all the chaos."

​(End of Episode 8)