Cecilia’s words ended in a sigh, her spirits low.

Her coldness wasn’t cruelty, but the armor forged from enduring repeated disappointments.

Mark had kindled hope in her, only to extinguish it time after time.

She no longer dared to love him, opting instead for the safety of mediocrity.

Mark’s gaze remained fixed on the road ahead. An empty stomach, neglected during lunch, troubled him, but he was determined not to reveal any frailty before Cecilia.

After a weighty silence, he declared, “I’ll take you back to the film set.”

myself,” Cecilia countered, reaching

motion,

“Don’t leave.”

Cecilia met his profound gaze. He appeared composed, betraying no sign of the considerable effort

standoff,

Mark eased

vehicle

the car door shut, Mark gingerly placed a hand over

a pill

delayed his return to the company until his discomfort

mood, refrained from any provocations. As his workday concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting, “It’s time to fetch

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