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always enjoyed shooting music videos, but this is different but super-fun. But obviously it takes way longer.” Sandy was in a good mood and I was pleased for Haven.
    “Do you have a lot of creative input into your videos?” Haven asked.
    “Sure, loads. The one for Shout If It’s Love , I completely styled myself and I worked with the director on different ideas before we started shooting,” she replied.
    “Is it tough, not having the same control in a film?”
    “No. I trust the director.”
    “You grew up singing and dancing. You’re first public performance was at the age of three. Did you ever want to do anything other than what you’re doing now?”
    Sandy narrowed her eyes slightly, as if she was trying to process a question. “I can’t remember there ever being a time when I didn’t want to be famous, to perform, to sing. I love it. There’s never a time when I don’t feel incredibly lucky to have had my dreams come true, but I knew it was going to happen for me, like it was my destiny or something.”
    Haven smiled at Sandy and nodded.
    Sandy turned to me. “And did you hear that we’ve got the date for Paris? You’re coming to that Harry, right? Spring in Paris is so romantic.”
    “So, it’s the first Tuesday in April, for three days, two nights” Phil explained. “You don’t have to come for the whole shoot, or at all if you don’t want to. It’s to film the proposal scenes.”
    “It will be so fun, Harry! Promise you’ll come,” Sandy said, whining.
    “This is the first I’ve heard of it.” I looked at Haven and she shrugged. She clearly hadn’t known about it either. “We’ll have to check the schedules. I may be in the US. It depends on a few things.”
    “Please try.” Sandy was pouting.
    “We’d love to come, and we’ll make every effort,” Haven said. It seemed to placate Sandy, for the moment. “Paris is beautiful. You must have travelled all over the world. Do you have a favorite place?”
    “Dubai, I think. The Atlantis Palm hotel is completely amazing. I loved it there, didn’t I, Phil?”
    Phil nodded. Of all the places she’d been to, she picked a hotel. She reminded me of Millie.
    I got the feeling that it wasn’t the answer that Haven had been wanting, but she was pretty good at covering it up. Better than I’d expected her to be in any event.
    “Do friends and family join you when you’re touring?” she persisted.
    “Of course. Phil here is like an uncle to me. And Patricia comes with me everywhere.” Sandy replied. “I’m very lucky to have them.”
    “Patricia?”
    “My assistant. You’ve met her, right?”
    Haven shook her head.
    “Phil, can you introduce Patricia to Haven?” She turned back to Haven. “She’s lovely. We’re so close, we’re like sisters. I don’t know what I’d do without her.”
    “It’s good to have someone who has your back.”
    Phil excused himself to take a call and was soon ushering Sandy out of the trailer and back to the set. Of course, we followed.
    “Holy crap,” Haven said as we took our chairs in our designated spot. “I can’t exactly write about what a lonely, vacuous existence she has, can I? This is Rallegra, not the fucking Times, but that’s the bit I find fascinating. That’s what I want to write about.”
    “Paris might help,” I replied.
    “I doubt it, I’m not sure Sandy’s the problem. Robert might not even let us go,” she mused.

Haven
    By some miracle I’d managed to pull it off. I’d played it cool, pretending I thought him kissing me was no big deal, when of course, I thought it was a huge deal. I’d done it more successfully than he had. He’d kept asking if I was okay and if I wanted to talk about it. I brushed it off, but wondered if his concern masked regret. As soon as he drove out of the car park at the end of the day, I collapsed onto the steering wheel. What the fuck happened? We were fighting, then kissing, and then he was moaning and panting and I was feeling