Anika Verma:
Dance is my passion. My dreams, my career, my future, my everything. 
For fulfilling this dream, I moved from India to California and lied to the most important people in my life, 
My Family.
I promised myself that after this, I will never hide anything from them.
But then, I did something stupid, which I'm sure most of you must have done, at some point.
Sending message to a Hollywood star.
At that time I didn't knew that he would reply back. 
But he did. He replied to me. 
And with that reply, my whole life changed.

But only time will tell whether the change was for good or bad?

Zane Sterling:
Everyone thought that my life was absolutely perfect. A perfect home, loving parents and a perfect career.
Being a Hollywood star has it's own perks.
But only I knew what my life actually was.
In the last five I didn't get any peace. 
Until I started talking to her.
From the moment I read her message, I had this strange need to get to know her better, to see her in person, to hold her.
Her simplicity, her beauty, her love for books, her words, her way of looking towards life. 
Everything was attracting me towards her like a magnet.
And slowly, she put all my pieces back together.
She came as a light in my dark life.
Now, I will never let her go.

What will happen when people from two different worlds collide?
Will their love be able to hold them together or will they be shattered into pieces?

Till Forever Falls Apart: Dreams and Passion

It's been a week since Zane and I started talking. 


Honestly, I never thought that he would be so easy to talk to. I mean most rich people are arrogant, selfish and egomaniacs. But he's not. 


After the first two days, our texts turned into calls. 


He said he wanted to hear my voice and I blushed like an idiot. It was a good thing he couldn't see me. 


When he first offered to take me, to explore the city, I got really nervous. I mean he is still a stranger, a very handsome one, but a stranger nonetheless. 


So, I asked him to get to know each other better, which thankfully, he agreed to. 


I was on my way to my last class when my phone rang. 


At first, I thought that it was Zane. But when I saw who it really was my smile dropped. 


Should I answer it or not? Till the time I decided to answer, it stopped ringing. 


But it didn't last long because, after a minute, it started ringing again. 


"What do you want?" I said while gritting my teeth. 


"Ika didi, are you angry with me?" A small voice asked. 


I was so shocked to hear his voice. I thought I would never be able to talk to him again. 


"Ansh? Buddy, is that you?" I asked him slowly. 


"Yes didi. Are you angry with me? Is that why you don't come to meet me anymore?" 


"No, no sweetheart. I'm not angry with you. I thought you were someone else. It has nothing to do with you. How can I ever be angry with my little panda?" 


"Didi, I miss you. I miss you so much. I know, you and everyone else is angry with my Mumma and Papa. Can't they forgive them? Can't you fix it didi?" 


Hearing the pain and longing in his voice, my eyes started tearing. I started blinking my eyes to control my tears. I hate crying. It makes me feel vulnerable. 


"I miss you too Ansh, sooo much. But not everything can be fixed. You don't have to worry about this. It's just adult people stuff. Just forget about it. And I promise to come see you soon. How does that sound?" 


"Really? You will come to meet me didi?" He sounds so excited. 


I was about to say something when suddenly a faint sound came through the other end. 


I know that voice. I should hang up. But Ansh will again start thinking that it was because of him. I can't do this to him. He means so much to me. 


"It's Anika didi, Papa. I called her. She says she misses me too and will come to see us soon. Do you want to talk to her Papa?" 


I heard some shuffling and then a voice much older replied. "Ika?" 


For a moment, I wanted to forget about everything that happened. I just wanted to talk to him like we used to. He was once my safe heaven, my protector, my best friend, my partner in crime. 


But then I remembered what they did. My face still burns when I think about, what he and his dear wife did. 


"I'm getting late for my class. I have to go. Tell Ansh that I'll see him soon." 


I quickly tell him and without waiting for his reply, I hang up. 


For Ansh, I have to reign my anger. He doesn't deserve this. He is innocent in all of this. 


I check the time and see that I'm ten minutes late for my class. I guess I'll just skip this class then. 


And with that, I turn and decide to go to the coffee shop. Maybe Sasha can use an extra pair of hands. 


All the way to the shop I was thinking of ways to meet Ansh without having to see his parents.
