After shooting ended, Lilith sat back in her chair, finally relaxing. She sipped on her coffee slowly, enjoying the quiet mont after hours of lights, lines, and caras.
Her eyes were half-closed when suddenly the door opened, and a guy walked in holding a huge bouquet of roses.
They were fresh, deep red, and beautifully arranged. The room filled with their soft fragrance instantly.
"Ohh, who is it for?" Nina asked from the makeup corner, still getting her touch-up. She looked around with a teasing smile. "Who’s the lucky girl today?"
The guy didn’t say anything. His face stayed blank as he walked straight past the crowd and stopped in front of Lilith.
"Miss Lilith," he said in a flat voice. "Soone sent these for you."
Lilith blinked, slightly frowning. She sat up straight.
Human doll?
No... he would never do sothing so loud. Not with paparazzi hiding behind every tree.
"Are you sure these are for ?" she asked calmly.
The guy gave a short nod. "Yeah. It says your na. I’m just the delivery guy." Then he gently shoved the bouquet into her arms and walked out with the sa emotionless face.
Everyone turned to look.
One of the actors nearby whistled. "Looks like soone’s got a secret admirer."
Lilith stayed silent, adjusting the heavy bouquet in her arms. The petals brushed against her cheek, and she spotted a small cream-colored envelope tucked between the stems.
She opened it slowly, pulling out the card.
The handwriting was sharp and neat.
Do you believe in fate?
Neither do I.
But I do believe in strategically placing myself in your path until it feels like destiny.
YOURS,
K~
Lilith stared at the card, expression unreadable.
"Wait, Lilith has a boyfriend??"
"Who’s he~?!"
The dressing room started buzzing with whispers and teasing smiles.
Lilith looked at them, completely calm.
"Just so fan," she said casually, folding the card and tucking it back in the bouquet. Her expression didn’t change even a little. "Nothing important."
But inside, her thoughts were running fast.
Who the hell sends cryptic ssages like that?
She had no interest in gas.
Creepy, mysterious, poetic—whatever it was, she didn’t care.
Without a second thought, she stood up, still holding the bouquet.
"These are nice," she said. "Perfect for set decoration."
Everyone blinked.
"Huh?"
She walked out and handed the bouquet directly to the art team. "Use these for the confession scene set-up. You needed romantic background, right?"
The crew stared at her, surprised.
She walked off again without a glance back, not even waiting for a thank you.
To her, it was just flowers.
***
Lilith reached her hotel after a long day. The hallway was quiet as usual. She walked up to her door and unlocked it, ready to rest.
But just as she opened it—
"Miss Lilith?"
Another delivery guy stood behind her.
She turned, frowning slightly.
He was holding a square gift box, wrapped in matte black paper with a deep red ribbon. Without waiting for her response, the guy shoved the box into her hands and hurried away without a word.
Lilith narrowed her eyes.
"What now..." she muttered, walking inside with the gift.
She placed it on the table and went to take a shower.
After drying her hair and changing into a loose shirt, she glanced at the box again. It was still sitting there but sohow annoying.
She walked over, untied the ribbon, and lifted the lid.
Inside...
A ruby necklace sparkled against black velvet.
She stared at it for a second. No note. No brand. Just the necklace—elegant, expensive, and definitely not from so random fan.
Lilith frowned deeper.
She picked up her phone and snapped a picture of the necklace.
She sent the picture to one person.
Lilith:- [Picture attached]
Did you send the flowers and this necklace?
She doubted it. Her human doll wasn’t the type to do surprises like this.
Just as she was about to set the box aside, she noticed sothing tucked underneath the velvet lining.
A card.
This ti, black with silver writing.
She pulled it out slowly and read:
I don’t believe in coincidence.
I believe in intention.
And mine... is you.
YOURS,
K~
Lilith stared at the note.
Eyes calm.
But her fingers slowly curled around the edge of the card.
Lilith read the note once more, expression blank.
Then she folded the card and placed it back inside the box.
She didn’t care.
Not enough to waste her thoughts on a stranger who couldn’t show his face.
She placed the box on the corner table, switched off the lights, and slipped under the blanket.
The day had been long.
She didn’t have ti or energy to entertain gas.
And just like that... she fell asleep.
***
Next day, Lilith was busy with back-to-back scenes.
From early morning, she had barely taken a proper break. Changing costus, fixing makeup, morizing lines—it was a full schedule. She didn’t check her phone much, and even when she did...
No reply.
No ssage from her human doll.
And strangely, no more gifts had arrived either.
But Lilith didn’t think much about it. She had work to do.
Later that afternoon, while fixing her hair between takes, she overheard so crew mbers whispering excitedly nearby.
"Did you hear?" one of the makeup girls said, leaning closer to Small actress. "They’re bringing in a big na for the male lead mother role."
"Really? Who?" Actress asked, curious.
"No one knows yet," she whispered. "But they said it’s one of those popular veteran actresses... soone everyone knows. It’s still a secret."
Lilith stayed quiet, eyes still on her script, but she heard every word.
Nina ca rushing toward Lilith during the short break between scenes, her eyes sparkling with excitent like she just heard the juiciest gossip on set.
"Lilith! Did you hear?" she said, almost whispering but loud enough. "Everyone’s talking—so famous older actress is joining the cast for the male lead mother role! But they’re keeping it secret like super secret!"
Lilith didn’t even look up from her script.
She turned one page slowly and replied with her usual calm voice, "Hmm."
Nina blinked. "That’s all? Hmm? You’re not excited to know who it is?!"
Lilith raised her head slightly, the corner of her lips curling into a small, knowing smirk.
"Well, why don’t you save so of that excitent... for your sweet dad sitting in the corner?" she said, tilting her chin toward the edge of the set.
Nina blinked, confused for a second, then turned—
And there he was.
Knox.
Sitting quietly, wearing his simple black jacket, arms crossed, and watching everything in silence.
His expression was unreadable, but his eyes were definitely fixed on Nina.
Nina’s face turned pink in an instant. "Wh-What?! He’s not even supposed to be here right now!" she said, flustered.
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