But here’s the lesson I’m learning:
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The truth about any relationship—whether it’s a “Neha” or a “Rahul” or a “Sam”—is that the other person never reads your script.
And just like that, the season finale I’d written was cancelled.
She smiled. That real, crinkly-eyed smile. And then she said, “I’d love that. As friends, right? I’m kind of seeing someone.”
But here’s the thing about real life: Neha wasn’t the leading lady in my movie. She was the lead in her own. And I wasn’t cast as the love interest. For the first two years, I was “the guy from stats.” Just a supporting role.
