“By all rights, you should’ve been mine!” an intoxicated Kabir exclaimed pulling Mahi towards him. Clad in a bright red sari, she was nervous for her night with him. His sense of entitlement and attitude only made it worse. As he caressed her, she cringed.

The director shouted “cut”. He had got a perfect shot.

Mahima didn’t have to put on an act today. This was the story of her life every night with Kabir who had her but didn’t commit to her. She wondered if the price she paid to become a top actress was really worth it.