Theirs was a different kind of love; they had played their roles during the day, but at night, away from the press people, away from the blinding lights, they found comfort from each other. But fate never favored them both and both ended up closing each other's curtain. But as time passed, they'd be stumbling back at each other's arms: would they be able to continue what was once forgotten and discarded?

This is a fanfic about Cate Blanchett and Sandra Bullock mostly during the Ocean's 8 period. On wattpad I don't see a lot of Cate and Sandy real life fanfic but more Debbie-Lou fanfic so I thought it could be interesting to right one. I hope you'll find it realistic...

A/N: This is entirely fiction, I'm just obsessed with Cate and Sandra.

🚨 No silent readers allowed. 🚨 ⚠️ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⚠️ I held into your promise that you would give me your entire soul, but while you were pursuing fame and dreams, you were giving strangers pieces of yourself, and there I was, standing in the darkest corner, with your broken vow, looking at you covered in spotlight.

🚨 𝐍𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝. ⚠️ READ AT YOUR OWN RISK ⚠️ The kisses and the intoxicating touches linger like a sin - those should not be done and must be stopped, but the rhythmic sounds of the moans are enough to make the sin run for what it feels like forever. Would they be brave to worship a sin as if it is a saint worth worshipping for?