The man panicked instantly, his hands trembling as he checked his corporate smartphone. He did not ask a single follow-up question. He immediately ran across the studio floor to meet the creative director who was in charge of the advertisement.
Camilla noticed the sudden disruption on the set. She looked past the camera crew and side-eyed me across the wide room, her face hardening instantly into a mask of pure hatred. She dropped her fur coat onto a prop chair and walked straight up to me, her designer heels clicking sharply against the concrete floor.
"What are you doing here, Rachel?" Camilla asked, her voice a sharp, furious whisper as she stepped into my personal space. "You want to ruin absolutely everything for me again, don't you? What is wrong with you?"
I stood my ground, look
