"Ah I, got a little paycheck" ~Lumineers
As I was looking at the road I felt them looking at me with curiosity. "I, was a young, famous actress. I fell in love with a guy called Welsey. I was 23 at that time. I met him when at a very normal day , When I went to the studio to complete my shooting, but I guess fame can't be mixed with love, let me tell you why."
At the age of 23: Ophelia's POV
I went to the Studio , getting ready and putting on my makeup and then I ended it with a red lipstick , I looked at the mirror with my blue eyes and freckles, I started myself for a while, thinking about everything when I think I got distracted too much and was deep in thoughts that I didn't hear my helper come in. "Ophelia, We are going to shoot now." The helper said and got out. I nodded at her with a small smile and followed her out.
I looked at my script one last time before starting and that's when my director called out for me. "Ophelia, you will have a new actor with you, His name is Welsey, He is going to act with you this film instead of Ryan because as you know , what happened to Ryan wasn't easy and he will stay in hospital for a long time. I nodded at him looking down, remembering my very closed friend and how he got stealed at his house and when he caught the thief he got hit really bad with the gun and alot of other punches everywhere that made colored bruises on his pale skin.
I made my way to the room I'm supposed to be shooting at, that's when I saw a VERY, VERY, handsome guy. He had a very light brown hair color that is between yellow and brown where you could say blonde or whatever you like. He had green eyes with a pale skin. He was taller than me but not too much. For me, I had an orange red hair of the Russians and blue eyes along with a white skin not pale.
When he looked at me from his glasses he smiled widely, "Mademoiselle Opehlia it's a pleasure to meet you." He said with a very warming smile. I shook his hand back. "Thank you Mr Welsey it's also my pleasure to meet you." I said with a smile. I felt an another feelings, like sparks and electricity.
"Please call me Welsey." He said. "Then call me Ophelia directly." I said with a smile. "Shall we start then?" He asked. "Of course." I smiled back.
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Taxi Driver | ✓
RomansaThe taxi driver is telling a couple about her life story about when she was a beautiful young actress and her old lover and how she regrets leaving him, leaving her with nights of remembering him and all his steps.
