(Author’s POV)
The atmosphere on set, which had been buzzing with creativity and normal production chaos just an hour earlier, was now thick with tension. Security had just managed to pull Asher away from the co-actor, his fists still clenched so tightly his knuckles were white, his chest heaving with restrained fury.
The staff and crew, stunned into silence, had formed a loose circle around them, whispering nervously to one another. The director and producer rushed forward, shock written all over their faces. They had known Asher for years, he was famously calm, composed, always respectful to every single person on set regardless of their role. For him to strike someone in front of everyone was beyond anything they had ever imagined.
“Asher!” The director barked, his voice trembling w
