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.”

countered, reaching for the car

a sudden motion, Mark

“Don’t leave.”

He appeared composed, betraying no sign of the considerable effort he’d exerted to halt

standoff, Cecilia whispered,

Mark eased his

vehicle hastily, as

shut, Mark gingerly placed a

a moment before retrieving a pill

his return to the company until

provocations. As his workday concluded, he approached Mark, suggesting, “It’s time to fetch Edwin. He’d be thrilled if you

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