Behind the Curtains: A Tale of Hidden Emotions

Chapter 2

I walked out of the audition room with slumped shoulders, feeling defeated. How could I have let myself get distracted by that beautiful lady? That's so unlike me. It was so annoying that she didn't even know the effect she had on mere mortals like me!

Wait, what? What am I even thinking right now? Why am I reacting this way in the first place?

First, I don't even know her.
Second, she's unaware of what happened earlier.
And lastly, I'm freaking straight!

Maybe this project really wasn't for me. Well, at least I tried. I stepped out of my comfort zone, right? That's one of the things I need to learn to be a good actress—to adapt and go beyond the box if needed, but of course, with caution.

I tried to push away those unwanted thoughts. If a door closes, there are plenty of windows waiting for me. I just need to look for opportunities and wait for the right timing.

It took me several minutes to get back to my condo. I usually go home to my parents' house on weekends to spend quality time with them, but on weekdays, I stay at my condo. Good thing I didn't have classes today, so I had the chance to take that risk. No matter what the result, I'm still happy I got to experience it.

As soon as I walked in the door, I headed straight to the kitchen to wash my hands. Feeling exhausted, I decided to get myself a glass of water to clear my mind. But as I sipped, I couldn't stop thinking about those alluring eyes. There was something about that lady that made me want to stop everything and appreciate how perfectly sculpted she was. It's like God have perfected the art of sculpting and she's the living testament to that.

I dragged myself out of the kitchen and headed to my room. I needed to divert these weird thoughts and focus on my priorities.

I finished all my assignments and some pending tasks; it's better to be early. I hate cramming because it affects the quality of my work. By the time I was done, it was 11 PM—way past my usual bedtime of 8 or 9 PM. I'm an early sleeper.

After completing my night rituals, I slumped into bed and was swiftly submerged into peaceful darkness. It had been a long, emotionally draining day.

As I lay there, trying to fall asleep, my mind kept drifting back to the audition. I replayed the scene over and over, analyzing every moment. The way she stood in the corner, her presence so magnetic. Was she a staff member? An actress auditioning like me? My curiosity gnawed at me, making it hard to let go.

But I had to let go. I had to move on. Tomorrow was a new day, full of new possibilities. I had to stay focused on my goals and not get sidetracked by fleeting distractions.

With a deep sigh, I finally let my thoughts quiet down. The exhaustion from the day’s events pulled me deeper into sleep, promising a fresh start when I awoke.

It had been a long, complicated day, but I knew I was stronger for having faced it. And as sleep finally claimed me, I held onto the hope that tomorrow would bring clarity and new opportunities.