Chapter 374

The camera captured every moment.

The director watched the footage, eyes fixed thoughtfully on Rosita, who

appeared just a little stiff on screen.

Night fell, and filming paused.

After dinner, the cameras rolled again.

The production team had set up a makeshift group competition at the town's old community stage.

The guests took turns performing, their two team coaches present in the audience.

Everyone managed to pull off their acts decently.

The applause from the villagers was thunderous and didn't die down for quite some time.

It was the locals' way of warmly welcoming the outsiders.

For each guest, this was an experience they wouldn't easily forget.

Except for one person, who felt restless, every minute dragging by like an eternity.

At last, three exhausting days and two long nights of filming came to an end.

On the fourth day, the shoot wrapped up, and the guests began to make their way home.

Ferdinand

they made

been a little over a month, but Julia was already

absent-minded, a gentle soul lost in her own world,

quiet, sheltered child, she would greet familiar faces politely but shrink

in the countryside for two

now depended on Kendal even more than

Northborough, Briony shared this

together in thought, before asking, "Do you think that's a bad

my mom grows more and more attached to your uncle, what if one day they have to part? I'm not

gentle

shook her head. "But they're not

start to feel like

so long. Does it really matter what

verne

voice soft and warm "We've known each other for quite a while too, but you always keep me at arm's length, always so polite and formal. Honestly, it makes

at a loss for

smile in his eyes. "He calls you Bryn, and so does Mrs. Winslow. Sometimes I wonder, when will I get to call you Bryn, as naturally

blinked, caught off

high above

first class, Briony sat

turned her head,

of gold, the clouds edged with sunlight like tufts of

through the window, illuminating Ferdinand's striking

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