Novel & Cerita Behind The Scenes

Bruna I knew we took the backdoor, the moment we made our way inside. Everyone was sitting with their backs to the door. A big white screen was mounted at the front and a brown podium next to it. It was a big conference room with people packed in the front. "You should come to the front." I stepped right behind him when he spoke. I glanced around the room. There were a lot of eyes and I didn't want to be put in that kind of position. I wanted to be in a place where I could hear and see everything.

‎ ‎Which meant ‎ ‎Whoever was behind me in the picture… ‎ ‎Whoever had been watching me… ‎ ‎Whoever had been sending the messages… ‎ ‎was still there. ‎ ‎Right now. ‎

Even stranger, Maggie hadn’t even deleted the backup, as if she wanted us to see it on purpose. Suddenly, I remembered a glint of reflected light under the passenger seat after practice that day—something like a tiny lens. A chill crept up my spine. I realized then that this carefully designed trap had been laid long ago. But who was behind it? And why were they determined to push us into a corner like this?

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Why was I curious to see what went on behind those doors? Abed scans his iris this time, I hold my breath for what we would see, my brows furrow to see people dressed in evening clothes just like us, all of us in carnival masks, sitting alone, with partner... or partners as they watched the large stage in front of them. “This is where we leave you.” Joanne whispered, excitement lacing her words. Before I could ask what she meant, they walk to a seat in front, and Abed leads to me a seat of love seats in front but far from them.

I say and weave at him before leaving the car. I watch the car leave and disappear before entering my apartment. Gosh I'm so tired.

Helen snapped before storming out. Laura stood frozen, her voice trembling as she whispered, “Be – Behind me?” The confusion was too much. Jerry’s fists clenched in response, and the tension in the room was intense.

"Oh, by the way, where's your husband? Didn't he come? This is an important event for his wife." "He has a lot of work, and I don't like involving him in events like this." Svarga nodded, linking his arm with Arsila as they walked to the red carpet stage to join Catherine. The eyes of the two women met, and Catherine welcomed Arsila as if she didn't know her at all. In contrast, Arsila gave a fake smile. The large backdrop featuring Gistara's cosmetics and skincare brand was the background for photos of the two women. "This is interesting," Arsila whispered as the cameras continued snapping. "We meet again after everything that happened in the past."

Adira A few shots in and the news crew shows up. I move to the side of the yard where we're at to make sure they have plenty of space to shoot as well without getting me in it. The truth of the matter was I didn't like to be in front of the camera as just me. I felt like it exposed all my flaws, all the things I was still running from stripped bare and I wasn't ready for that.

Narrowing her eyes in confusion, Desiree went back to her seat and sat down with the others here for the interview. As the man arrived through the hallway, many people surrounded him at once, informing him of today's projects and other supposedly important things. Curiosity piqued in Desiree, and she tried to catch his glimpse, but the crowd around him didn't let her. Soon, he was out of her sight, and everybody released the breath they were holding in unison. Is it too late to run now? For the next few minutes, Desiree kept sitting there like a statue, too anxious to even breathe. After about fifteen minutes, her name was called for the interview, and her heart started racing in her chest.