Chapter 125
When I touched my cheek, I found it damp with tears I hadn’t realized I’d shed. The memory of Lirian’s sacrifice in my past life loomed vividly in my mind, replaying his final, selfless act over and
over.
Lirian, who had been sleeping beside me, stirred awake and reached for me immediately. His concern etched deep lines in his face as he brushed a thumb across my tear–streaked cheek.
“Sophia,” he murmured gently, his voice still rough with sleep. “What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”
I opened my mouth to explain, but the words tangled in my throat. Instead, I wrapped my arms tightly around him, needing his warmth and solidity to ground me.
He didn’t press me, sensing that I wasn’t ready to talk. Instead, he held me in silence, rubbing soothing circles along my back. His silent comfort was enough to quiet the tremors that had overtaken me.
After a while, I slowly pulled away, offering him a small, grateful smile. Before either of us could
speak, my phone buzzed on the bedside table, breaking the tranquility. I took a deep breath,
athered myself, and picked up the phone.
“Hello, is this Ms. Sophia?” a bright, professional voice asked on the other end. Tm the producer for “Fashion Queen“. I’m pleased to let you know that you’ve passed our audition and have been cast as the lead, Devonne.”
I froze, processing her words. I glanced at Lirian, my mouth slowly curving into a broad smile. He: looked at me with wide, happy eyes, clearly catching onto my excitement. “I got it, Lirian,” I whispered, trying to contain my joy. “I actually got the role!”
Lirian’s face broke into a grin, and he squeezed my hand. “Sophia, that’s incredible! I’m so proud of
you
The producer went on to explain her decision. “From the moment I saw you, Sophia, it felt like Devonne had come to life right in front of me. Your resilience and strength are exactly what we envisioned for this role. Congratulations!”
As she spoke, I felt a rush of pride and fulfillment.
After all the setbacks and hardships I’d endured–especially with Linda trying to secure this role–it
is incredibly validating to know I’d proven myself. I’d earned this.
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“Thank you so much,” I replied, my voice thick with emotion. “I promise to give it my all.”
After the call, I was swiftly contacted by a production assistant who briefed me on the shooting schedule and other details. I learned that the filming would take around three months, a timeline that gave me just enough time before the school year started.
However, my excitement faltered when I heard the location of our first shoot–the Amazon Building.
The name hit me like a cold wave. Memories of that building clawed their way back into my mind.
In my past life, I’d been there for a dance competition when the building caught fire–a fire I would never forget. The flames, the panic, and Arman’s merciless grip on my arm as he broke it… I could still feel the sting of betrayal.
In the chaos of that day, I’d spotted Arman in the crowd. He was frantically trying to get inside the burning building, shouting Linda’s name.
Linda had already made it out safely, yet he was determined to risk his life for her, ignoring all reason. I had tried to pull him back, but he had shoved me away, his hand crushing my arm painfully as he spat venomous words at me.
“Sophia,” he had said, his face twisted with rage, “if anything happens to Linda, I’ll make sure you’re
buried alongside her.”
The pain had been excruciating, but his words had hurt even more. That day, my future had been shattered in more ways than one. He had kept me from receiving proper medical care, ensuring that my hand healed improperly, as if to remind me of the agony he blamed me for.
This time, I silently resolved, things would be different. I would be prepared, no matter what. I didn’t remember the exact date of the fire, but I knew it was sometime after the filming would start. I
couldn’t let history repeat itself.
A week later, the filming began, and I arrived at the set with a mix of excitement and nerves. The director greeted me warmly, and soon I was plunged into the whirlwind of cameras, scripts, and
lights.
At first, I was nervous, feeling the weight of Devonne’s character pressing down on me, but as we progressed, I found myself slipping into her skin more naturally. By the end of the day, the director pulled me aside and beamed.
“You’re a natural, Sophia,” she praised, her tone full of genuine admiration. “You’re bringing Devonne to life just as I imagined. This film is attracting big investors, and with your performance, “I’m certain it’s going to be a hit.”
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I didn’t take the director’s words to heart because in my last life, there wasn’t a smash hit film called.
Fashion Queen.
As I was flipping through the script, I heard the director continue, ‘Recently the film is considering changing its name to Aftermath Echo, what do you think?‘
I froze, my fingers stiffening at the edge of the page.
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