After She She Stopped Loving Him

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The next day, Yolanda got up carly. She had run a fever all night, and it felt like the heat had drained every drop of water from her body. Forcing herself, she went straight to the studio.

But someone was earlier than her.

Ian was facing the wall, practicing the lines for the second male lead in this audition.

His voice was unique–not the common deep male voice, but with a cold undertone, like a cool breeze brushing through the woods.

He had a great build, broad shoulders and a narrow waist. Even the casual curve of his arm holding the script revealed neat, defined muscles, but not overly bulky. That bit of freshness was exactly what girls these days liked best.

Yolanda had majored in film in college. When she heard Ian recite another line, she couldn’t help correcting him, “The stress on the last line isn’t quite right.”

Ian froze, his lashes lowering.

She walked closer and glanced at the script in his hand. His fingers were long and well–boned, carrying a faint tension.

“You’ve already started practicing?” Yolanda smiled. “Ian, with how hard you work, you’ll definitely become a big star someday.”

Ian repeated the line. “Like this?”

She nodded, then looked at her phone. “Time to go. Let’s head out.”

Jan pulled his cap on and obediently followed behind her.

Halfway down the road, he turned to look out the window. “Wait for me a few minutes.”

Yolanda thought he was just going to grab a pack of cigarettes or something, so she pulled over. “Make it quick.”

Jan got out of the car. He was tall, and even with a cap on, his back alone looked like it belonged on a runway model.

Yolanda didn’t watch him. Instead, she shut her eyes, trying to ease the pounding in her head and the ache behind her eyes.

Her phone rang just then. The screen lit up with the contact name “Honey.”

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Charles’s casual voice came through the line. “When I got home this morning,

back last night, saying he was

past two years, he’d used that excuse plenty

text shattered

every

fever’s gone now,” she

you call me?”

assistant answered instead, at least Charles would

be moved by his concern countless times, but now she saw it clearly. His care was just lip service, all part of

she lost her patience. “Charles, is there

almost never spoken to

of a car door

years now, almost completely cut off from

circle.

with you?”

studio

act sweet. But

Charles didn’t come home. What surprised him was that

play along

Yolanda gave

Charles was a kind man, but now she realized it was just an image he carefully

rubbed her temples. Beside her, lan took off his

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cold medicine he

bittersweet smell drifted up, and she

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turning his head away, his handsome

finished the medicine, he handed her a

a small smile,

quietly tossed the empty cup into a trash

the wheel, Yolanda stepped on the gas. The warm, sweet taste of hot chocolate made her feel a little

“No,” Ian said.

on,” Yolanda said. “You’ve got the look, and your acting isn’t bad. I watched the shows