She stopped a few feet away, adjusting Angel on her hip. "Your director is working on my husband's movie." A pause. "When he told me you were taking the lead role, I came to see you." I blinked. Came to see me? "I missed you, Charlotte," she added. And then she stepped forward, one arm still around Angel, the other reaching for me, pulling me into an awkward hug. I stood there like a mannequin. My arms stayed at my sides, my body rigid with shock. I thought she hated me now. I mean, she ended our friendship. "You're hugging me," my voice muffled against her shoulder. "I know that, silly." She chuckled. "I missed you." I whispered, "Me too." "Me too. Now, we've been waiting for you. Go in there and do it like a professional." She said and smiled at me. "Can you—" I cleared my throat. "Watch Angel for me? Until I'm done shooting?" "Of course." The words came without hesitation. "Go. We'll be right here." I stood there for another beat, watching as she walked back to wher
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