"Yeah… someone shouldn't be that kind."
Her voice was sweet. Hollow.
Because while Sofia helped her rise in the industry by tossing her connections, vouching for her talent, speaking up when no one else did…
Sofia's boyfriend was warming Lia's bed most nights.
And Lia never once said no.
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Sofia's name was called not long before hers. She had been selected for the third female lead.
A role with just enough screen time to stay relevant, but not enough depth to leave a mark. Still, Sofia smiled proudly, clinging to the moment like a trophy.
She walked out of the audition room with her head high, clutching her script like a queen exiting the battlefield, even though her sword was barely scratched.
Lia followed close behind, arm looped into hers with that same gentle sweetness she always wore when others were watching. But as they passed Lilith, Sofia's smile dropped for just a second, and her eyes shot her a look–cold, dismissive, sharp as glass.
