In 1950's Paris, pure and kind Cara Didina is a young starlet who dreams of becoming the best actress. She travels all the way to America to join Hollywood, but realizes that the hardships of making it big comes to reality. Unexpectedly, Cara soon b...
The castle-like studio was extremely busy when Cara arrived that afternoon. While Loraine was discussing to the makeup artists, Director Regino and his crew were in a private meeting room. Cara practiced her part a million times last night, but she was still anxious. Don't worry Cara... You'll be just fine... Hopefully I won't fall on anybody today... Surprisingly, while Cara was getting her makeup done, she wondered why Regino never called for the shoot yet.
"He's here!" A group of fans called before running outside. Thousands of people rushed outside. Loraine led Cara carefully out of the lobby entry wing of the studio. Once outside, the Hollywood streets were full and crowded of hundreds of people, especially fans.
"Oh my goodness!" Loraine exclaimed while guarding Cara from the pushing civilians.
"What's going on?" Cara asked as she tried to look through the huge crowd.
By the wide side walk, a limousine swiftly pulled up. Paparazzi immediately started snapping pictures. The fans roars increased as the limousine door opened. People, tourists and shoppers filled everywhere outside the Hollywood Star studio building. The crowds were only growing by the numbers, their nosey chattering combined with the music of city traffic became deafening. Cara was unknowingly walking forward, trying to push through the huge crowd, her curiosity leading her. When she was about to see what the excitement was, in the moment Cara was able to capture a single glimpse of the young man, her heart almost stopped. She gasped. As time began to freeze in a strange time lapse, Cara's eyes grew wide in shock.
Could it really be him? Please...? Is it really him?
The fans cheering grew louder and Cara could barely hear a word Loraine was trying to tell her over the crazy sound of the people. While Cara was politely trying to walk past a couple of fans that were in the front, a couple of catty girls irritatingly pushed other fans, which pushed Cara out in the front and right into the anticipated star. Then, everything went dark as the people gasps echoed and disappeared.
Everything was spinning. Cara felt a familiar warmth around her. Bright, flashing lights surrounded her, voices were slurred and distant. Cara realized she had just fallen right on top of the one who saved her. Her cheek laid on a firm chest and she heard a heartbeat. As Cara slowly opened her eyes, she saw two twinkling brown eyes staring right back at her. She gasped.
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It was him. Her one and only Prince Charming, the one with the most dazzling brown eyes she had ever saw, and the man who caught her from tripping over her own feet before, Cristhian Orabría.
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