Lives Swapped, Sis, Who in Trap Now Novel

Chapter 2 Are You Waiting for Me ? His furious expression flickered for just a second The director glanced at William . After getting a nod that he was " fine ," he waved me off without another word . We had to face it - beauty had always been a weapon . Through the crowd , my eyes met William's . His face was pale with pain - but it twisted with rage as he glared at me , mouthing silently . " Just you wait . " Fine . Wait all you want . I thought , almost laughing . What could he really do to me ?

But on the outside , I kept my expression trembling - wide - eyed , scared , the perfect picture of a shaken rookie . On my way back to the dressing room , I ran straight into Tyler Reeves - the so - called " heir " of Grand Horizon Studios . Tall , icy , surrounded by assistants like he was inspecting a construction site . He passed me - and maybe , just maybe , gave me a glance . I didn't stop . I was in a hurry to change and wipe off this makeup . Inside the makeup room , not a single actress spoke to me . They all knew I'd crossed William . That was just how sets worked .

This place was pure hierarchy - naked ambition dressed up as art . Everyone clawed for attention , willing to pay any price to climb . I looked at myself in the mirror . Pale skin . Curves in all the right places . My face - stunning , undeniably striking . Tears still clung to my cheeks , lending me an air of fragile vulnerability - utterly heart - wrenching to behold . In this industry , looks like mine did give you a fighting chance . And maybe ... that's why harassment felt almost inevitable . But with this beauty came a cost .

Memories of my past life - the PhD research , the complex formulas , the logic chains - had already begun to fade . I could barely recall a single equation . +5 Free Coins 1/2 3.19 am P Chapter 2 Are You Waiting for Me ? I guessed that was the trade - off . Swapping lives meant losing pieces of who you were . By the time I left , it was deep into the night . +5 Free Coins Outside the makeup traiter , a small group of freelance set photographers- " set paps " -lingered under the dim streetlights , along with a few fans holding printed photos of me .

If it had been my sister , she would've walked right past without a glance . She always acted like a top - tier star - even when she wasn't one . Why bother with blurry phone pics and random admirers in the cold ? The set paps knew most actors wouldn't stop this late . " Don't wait , " one told the girls . " At this hour ? They're long gone . " " I've never even heard of this ' Anne Miller ' person , " another added . " Probably some newbie who bailed the second wrap hit . We see it all the time . " " Come on your ride's waiting . " My agent nudged me to keep moving .

But one girl stood out - ears red from the cold , clutching a fan - made support card with my face on it . She looked like she really wanted to see me . I paused . Then told my agent to go ahead to the car . I stepped toward them . My voice - soft , almost shy - cut through the quiet night . No lights , no glam . They didn't recognize me at first . " Hi ... are you waiting for me ? " Their faces lit up . They rushed forward , shoving photos at me to sign , asking if I was tired , if I'd eaten , if I was okay . Their warmth caught me off guard . I smiled . " I'm fine .

But you've been out here so long - are you cold ? Get home safe after this . " I'll keep working hard . Promise . " 2/2 Sara Lili Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland's breathtaking cold.