“You know, what I said about your mother applies to you, as well. You are responsible for your life. So you need to decide what you want. What will make you happy.”

To his credit, he never asked her to give up her career or to choose him over acting. But with her time in New York drawing to a close, she had so many thoughts and questions going through her mind.

What did she want? Could she leave the man she knew, without a doubt, that she loved? What choices were smart for her future and not short-sighted because she didn’t want to lose him a second time?

One conclusion she’d reached was, even if she continued to act with the schedule she’d been keeping, no relationship could survive. If she cut back, she had hope she and Xander could attempt to make their lives work, but she didn’t think either one of them would be truly happy with a long-distance relationship. So it all came back to that elusive question he’d asked her.

What, exactly, did she want for her future?

Xander walked away, his phone in his hand. At a loss as to how to make him understand, she decided to give him some space.

Jared caught her gaze and strode over. “Ready to go to your trailer?”

She nodded. “Thanks.” They started walking and Sasha found herself frustrated, not just with life but with this entire need for constant security. “Anything on the stalker?” she asked.

Jared shook his head. “Unfortunately, no. Everyone who has worked with you before has been checked out. No history of violence or mental illness by anyone on the list.”

Sasha sighed. “Where is Cass?” she asked, still worried about her friend.

“She went back to her hotel to rest.”

Sasha wrapped her arms around herself, upset that Cassidy had been hurt because of her. “Despite her being checked out by a doctor, she’s having a hard time since the attack.”

“Understandable,” Jared said. “Being Tasered is painful and frightening.” He stopped outside the trailer. “Here we are.”

The trailers were located on the outskirts of the set, and since her co-star was still filming at another location, it was quiet here now, no people milling about except for her second security guard.

“Hey, Rhodes. All quiet?” Jared asked.

He nodded. “Nothing to worry about.”

“Good. I’m going to check in with the office. I’ll be back to walk you to the car when you’re ready to leave. Just text me.”

She nodded. Rhodes watched the trailer but Jared was her main detail and driver. Tate still took over late at night.