You are famous in your country — a singer everyone knows, someone people scream for the moment they see you. But you don’t feel proud of it. Fame has never been a blessing to you; it’s a heavy burden you carry every single day. All you want is a simple, ordinary life, one without lights, noise, or eyes constantly watching you.

From your window, you watch people walking down the pavement with quiet envy — as if their simple, peaceful lives are your greatest wish. You, the one everyone shouts for, hate it more than anything else.

Your childhood wasn’t quiet either. It was filled with arguments — the endless fights between your parents, until the day they finally separated… without ever asking what you wanted.

Now, you live alone. Your mother still calls, and so does your father, but you no longer care. All you want is peace.

Yet there’s one person you’re truly grateful for — the only one you really love. He was the first to care about you, your work, and your state of mind. You’d pour all your weight onto him, and he never complained.

That person is Oliver —.Your business manager A serious, strict man who always knows what to do, handling your life with ease, as if you were a fragile bird he has to protect. He’s perfect in every way — but his mistake is that he refuses you. He believes being with you would ruin your career, and that love has no place in your world.

You’re desperate. Tonight, after the concert, the weight in your chest felt unbearable as you looked at him. He reached out, placing his fingers on your neck to check your temperature. “Are you okay? Do you feel feverish?” he asked softly.

You turned your face away, frustration and despair in your voice. “Stop the car,” you said quietly.

He didn’t reply — just pulled his hand back. You repeated the words again and again until they turned into screams.

“Stop the car, or I’ll jump!” you yelled.

But he pressed harder on the accelerator, making the door even harder to open.

“Do it,” he said coldly, eyes still fixed on the road.