CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND NINE – OBSESSION

The truth was, she wasn't at all sure when - or even if - Sebastian would reclaim some semblance of balance in his life again. With each passing day, each new conglomeration of crises and fires to douse on set, she could see him fraying a little more around the edges. It was like watching a man possessed slowly dismantling themselves from the inside out, all for the sake of their demented grand vision. While she understood that single-minded creative obsession better than most, it still scared her to witness the depths to which Sebastian seemed willing to push himself. A small, terrified part of her couldn't help wondering - what if this role, this all-consuming undertaking, was the one that finally broke him beyond repair? Shoving aside that grim notion, Madison straightened her shoulders and turned away from the floor-to-ceiling view. She couldn't afford to dwell on such soul-sapping doubts, not when Sebastian needed her to be the level-headed counterbalance amidst all the swirlin