19. Fake It until I Make It
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FAKE IT UNTIL I MAKE IT
Breaking: Drama alert! The ever-enigmatic Miz. Meg Martin has recently touched down in Istanbul, but where, oh where, is her rock star hubby, Kaan?
First, let’s address the elephant in the room: Kaan’s mysterious absence. These two lovebirds have been inseparable but rumour has it that the superstar might have taken a nosedive off the sobriety wagon. Gasp! Yes, you heard it here first. The whispers are getting louder, and it seems like our beloved Kaan has found comfort at the bottom of a bottle instead of by his wife’s side.
Now, let’s rewind to Miz Martin, who has been a vision of grace under pressure. She’s made it clear in interviews that Kaan’s addiction is a deal-breaker. Could this be the reason for their current separation? Did our rock star relapse, causing Miz Martin to grab her passport and book it to Istanbul faster than you can say “hello, rehab”?
Speculation aside, Miz Martin’s solo Istanbul escapade definitely has tongues wagging. Is this day one of the rest of her life? Is she plotting her next novel? Or maybe just trying to dodge the paparazzi while sipping Turkish tea and enjoying a good baklava? Only time will tell.
In the meantime, we’re keeping our eyes peeled and our ears to the ground. One thing’s for sure: this rock star saga is far from over, and we’re here for every juicy twist and turn. Stay tuned, gossip lovers, because this story is only getting started.
I'm Pippa Ellis, and this is Fame and No-Sense—where the drama never sleeps and neither do I!
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Ginny’s 9-year-old step-daughter, Emine, claps her hands to get everyone’s attention, her eyes shining with excitement. “Time for presents!”
Coming here was a last-minute decision so all my presents were purchased at the airport. I pull out a plush toy that I had picked for baby Ayda. It’s a cute, cuddly creature that might just be a monkey, but could also possibly pass as a cat, as well as Princess dolls for Emine, Ava and Zoe. I chuckle to myself, realising that I’ll have to up my baby toy game soon enough. I purchased Ginny, Leyla, and Olive all lovely Filipino pearls, a little piece of the Philippines to keep with them. Aydin, Deniz, and Nate, on the other hand, get a bottle of Tanduay rum, as a nod to their love of quality spirits.
As I watch everyone unwrap their gifts with excitement and laughter, I force a smile on my face, trying my best to hide my inner turmoil. I watch Ginny’s infectious joy as she opens her gift, Aydin’s eyes light up with delight, and Ayda’s adorable giggles as she plays with her new toy. While I’m genuinely happy for them, there’s a lingering ache in my heart knowing that Kaan should be here with me, celebrating this moment together.
The sudden urge to vomit overwhelms me, and I leap up from my seat, Ginny quickly following me. We rush to the nearest bathroom, and I barely make it in time before emptying my stomach into the toilet. The food that Refika had kindly served me just an hour ago now seems like a distant memory.
Ginny stands by my side, holding my hair back and rubbing soothing circles on my back. “Please tell me what’s wrong.”
As I continue to heave and try to catch my breath, I struggle to find the right words. “He’s been drinking again.”
Ginny’s face softens with concern as she places a comforting hand on my back. “Oh, Meg, I had a feeling something was off. This is not good.”
The weight of the situation pressing down on me as tears form in my eyes. “I don’t know what to do. I thought he had it under control, but now….”
“Does he know you’re here?”
I shake my head. “He was still passed out when I left.”
“You need to talk to him, Meg.”
I sigh, wiping my eyes. “It’s just so hard, you know? Every time I have suspicions, I think I’m overreacting. And he keeps telling me I am, getting furious that I don’t trust him. But how can I? I don’t even know if he’s capable of listening right now.”
“You’ve got to give him a chance. And if he doesn’t, then you know where you stand.” Her hand remains on my shoulder, her touch a lifeline in the storm of my emotions. “You’re Meg Fecking Martin. You’re a famous author, you’ve got a film with your name on it, and countless fans who look up to you. You deserve to be happy, and you deserve someone who supports you as fiercely as you support them. But, you can’t let his demons dictate your future. Remember who you are and what you’re capable of.”
I take a deep breath, my voice trembling. “It’s not just about him drinking again. It’s everything. The late nights, the lies, the empty promises. I feel like I’m losing him, and I don’t know if there’s anything left to save. Sometimes, I think it’s already over.”
Tears spill over, and she pulls me into a hug. “Meg, you’re stronger than you think. And you’re not alone in this. No matter what happens, you’ve got people who love you and will support you. But you need to decide what’s best for you, for your happiness."
I nod, feeling a bit stronger but still scared. “You’re right. I know you are. It’s just... terrifying. I remember the good times, the person he can be, and I cling to the hope that maybe he’ll come back."
She pulls back, looking me in the eyes. “Hope is good, but you can’t lose yourself in the process.”
“And in case you're wondering, Nate was right. I am pregnant,” I add, tears streaming down my cheeks again. The words hang heavy in the air, the weight of my situation sinking in.
Her eyes widen, and she pulls me into another hug. “Oh, sweetie. I had a feeling. We’re all here for you, no matter what. And you’ll get through this, I promise.”
I cling to her, feeling a mixture of fear and relief. “Thank you. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
“And you’ll never have to find out,” she assures me, her voice steady and comforting.
Looking up at my best friend, my emotions swirl more than my stomach. Fear, uncertainty, and the deep desire to protect my unborn child. “What am I going to do?”
“You don’t need to make any decisions today,” Ginny reassures me, her voice steady and comforting. “Right now, I’m going to get you a key, and you can go and have a lie down. You need some rest, and we’ll figure everything out together.”