Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Galilea gathered her wits, her words finally forming. “Sorry. I’m a friend of Sabrina’s. She’s currently occupied. Although I don‘t quite grasp the details, I will relay your message to her.”

Murray harbored no suspicions. “Thank you. Please do inform her.”

Upon concluding the call, Galilea promptly returned the phone to Sabrina’s handbag, ensuring it resumed its original position.

She cast her gaze upon the bustling crowd, her mind in a whirl.

In the subsequent scenes, Galilea’s attention wandered, causing her to falter and fail to complete her filming.

The director’s expression soured, his dissatisfaction palpable as he addressed Galilea, “Your character should exude confidence. What’s going on here? You appear burdened with guilt! I am beginning to question whether you’ve committed some wrongdoing. Forget it. Let’s start filming fighting scene first. You can have a rest and pull yourself together.”

summoned the crew to

Galilea, a seasoned actress, paled in comparison

While not entirely composed, she displayed

director’s command to halt the scene, Sabrina gracefully

lunch with the crew unfolded,

of Galilea engaging in a phone conversation within the confines of the van. Apparently, the call emanated from her studio, bearing the

scripts, both boasting considerable potential in the ensuing

of countless collaborations and recipients of numerous accolades. It was poised to

they too derived their inspiration from beloved novels that had already garnered

help but be taken

a modicum of insight into this industry’s dynamics. Those who had the privilege of cherry-picking scripts typically fell into two categories: either they held sway over a devoted fan base or