“We can head over now.”The assistant’s voice pulled Gwen back to reality.“Okay.”Following behind, Gwen adjusted the brim of her baseball cap, pulling it lower over her face.“This scene is an indoor shoot. The main character is a woman who’s been suffering domestic abuse for years, and this is the first time she fights back…” The assistant explained as they walked, leading Gwen to the film set, which was already in action.The setting was a shabby, cramped mud-brick house. At a worn-out table, a group of burly, dark-skinned men were drinking, peanut shells scattered across the dirt floor. The actors' performances were so convincing that even from a distance, it felt like the air was thick with the stench of sweat and dirt.But Gwen’s gaze quickly shifted. It landed on Layla, who stood just behind the camera, dressed in all black. Her eyes were locked on the monitor, completely focused, her expression serious and intense.She was fully immersed in her work, her eyes bright and
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