Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

“Hey, don’t downplay your abilities. Your works speak volumes of your talent. Why else do you think I sought your counsel?”

Evidently touched by Camden’s earnest solicitation of her expertise, Sabrina offered, “Very well, Camden. I shall gladly impart my insights.”

It dawned on Sabrina that Camden had specifically requested her input.

Could it be that Camden harbored reservations about the opinions of the other assistant directors?

“Just speak out.”

Sabrina’s gaze was riveted to the monitor, her finger deftly selecting a character on the screen before delicately encircling it. “Observe here,” she began, her voice laced with discerning precision.

his legs should momentarily step out and then retract swiftly, while the upper torso Leans backward, accentuating the inertia at play. Additionally, this

pinpointed various nuances that she deemed incongruous. She concluded, “That’s all,

his chin and thought for a while. Then he looked at Sabrina with appreciation and said, “I think you

the intercom and issued a command to the crew outside, “Hold your positions momentarily.

their designated

the intercom, stepping outside

guidance, they commenced shooting

actors and actresses displayed their expertise, executing their

the monitor, Camden initiated the playback once more, his nod

has improved

warm smile and inquired, “Camden, is