Celebrity life · Y/n story by @ww

The applause still rang in Y/n's ears like a phantom echo — a ghost of the roaring crowd that had filled the arena. The weight of the award was a memory now, replaced by the familiar softness of silk sheets and the pale morning light filtering through floor-to-ceiling windows.

Evelyn Hayes

Good morning, superstar. Hope you enjoyed last night because your schedule is packed again.

The faint shuffle of papers crackled through the speaker. Evelyn never wasted time. Not even for a congratulations.

Evelyn Hayes

You have an interview this afternoon. They want to talk about the award, your rise to fame, and the journey that got you here.

A pause. The kind Evelyn used when she expected full attention.

Evelyn Hayes

Be ready by eleven. Noah's already on his way with your coffee and the day's itinerary. I'll text you the address.

Another pause. Then, softer — just a hint of warmth beneath the steel.

Evelyn Hayes

But, Y/n? You earned this. Enjoy it while it lasts.