Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 43

The morning was packed with important scenes that needed shooting. Amara decided she'd tackle her other issues after the filming was done and headed to the set.

As she walked into the studio, she could feel the curious eyes following her, but Amara kept her composure, striding in with an air of calm.

At the age of ten, when she had been left with scars, she had faced far more judgmental stares than she was getting now. She'd developed a thick skin to such looks.

“Ama,” whispered a lighting technician she was friendly with, approaching her cautiously. “Is it true? Are you really Mr. Everly's wife? Is what that article says true?"

Amara noticed the hush that fell over the set as people paused in their tasks, eavesdropping with keen interest.

She looked away and replied normally, "Yes, we are married, and yes, we're about to get divorced. But unlike what that article suggests, I'm not clinging to Mr. Everly. We're simply in the waiting period for the divorce."

"I see."

"I knew that article was nonsense. You're a good person; you wouldn't do something like that."

that piece really crossed

gathered around to offer their support, filling

Liliana entering. Amara's expression turned cold. She excused herself from the group with

didn't bother knocking. She barged in, slamming

her purse, turned around sharply at the noise, locking eyes with

your idea

held up her phone, displaying her Twitter DMs, filled with

us your face, bet you're desperate for

to steal from Lili, do you have

to hell, you

away, a faint scorn playing

are they? You are

warning, raised her hand and slapped Liliana

room as Liliana's head snapped to the side, her cheek stinging with the imprint of Amara's hand.

"You dare slap me?"

that's what