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This was supposed to be my moment..

Author: Toria writes
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-22 02:23:40

Melanie’s POV

The words fell like a blade.

I froze.

My hand was still lifted halfway, ready to deliver the first line of my first scene, and he had cut me even before the first word came out. The camera was still focused on my face. But inside, I was cracking. I swallowed the lump that had built in my throat and forced my lips to stay steady.

I didn’t show it. I didn’t shake.

And I followed him out. Each step of my heels echoed through the room like a countdown. Left. Right. Left… Right.

The moment the set door clicked shut behind us, his face changed.

My stomach twisted.

His normal, warm, calm and professional smile vanished and it was replaced by an expression that made my heart skip.

He ran a hand through his hair and exhaled like he had been holding his breath for too long.

“I just got off the phone with the studio lawyers,” he said.

My heart beat so fast it started to hurt. If someone stood close to me I swear they’d have heard it too. He stayed silent for a moment, then he final
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