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She was supposed to be Padmé Amidala.
Graceful. Fearless. Perfect.
Off camera, Lilia Portman was none of those things.
At twenty, Lilia has landed the role of a lifetime in Star Wars, but behind the elaborate costumes and flawless performances is a girl battling relentless anxiety and a chronic illness she refuses to let anyone see. Every day on set means pretending she isn't exhausted, pretending she isn't scared, and pretending she isn't terrified that everyone will eventually realize she isn't strong enough for the role.
Then she meets Hayden Christensen.
Hayden is supposed to be her scene partner. Instead, he becomes the person who notices the things everyone else overlooks-the trembling hands hidden beneath her sleeves, the nervous apologies, the way she always insists she's fine when she clearly isn't.
What begins with awkward rehearsals and late-night conversations slowly becomes something neither of them expected.
Because somewhere between lightsabers, costume fittings, and endless takes, Lilia stops being Padmé around Hayden.
And Hayden becomes the one person she doesn't have to pretend for.