The Prestige: A Fan Fiction Gone Horribly Wrong

Ever wondered why celebrities are inaccessible? Especially the hottest action stars? It's no coincidence that these people seem to have cult like followings and limited contact with the public.
One lucky woman, Amora Oakley-Sinclair, took a chance one year ago and passed her book onto the famous Henry Cavill after raising money for a charity function. Even though that magical moment made her feel on top of the world, a week later it shattered. Her husband of seven years broke her heart in the worst way possible. How is an author to maintain inspiration when all the beauty in the world seemed to dull into one big gray cloud?
Well a no brainer divorce, two kids, decent job, and supportive sister brought her to a new city with new possibilities! What little extra time she had, she worked on the other two books from her series. Some nights would end in tears, but the new found desperation for success fueled her lingering fire. Why couldn't everyone just see her potential already!?
May 31st rolls around, while at work an unknown number is calling her cell. Normally a quick swipe to the left would make it go away, but a silly fumble swiped it the other direction. "Hello?" the voice asks, a familiarity she couldn't ignore. "Hello?" she responds, curiosity burning.
"Is this Amora? The woman who wrote The Balance Trinity Series?"
Now incredibly hopeful, she mutters, "Yes."
"Its Henry Cavill, we met last year at the..."
"Oh my goodness yes!" she tries not to sound too desperate.
"I'd like to meet up and talk about this incredible book you wrote, I'm sorry it took me so long to read but I'm glad you put your contact information in there. Because let me tell ya, you've really got something special."
She pinched herself. Was this really happening? Could a nobody down on her luck really have such an amazing opportunity drop in her lap like this? Not if the Prestige have anything to say about it, this conversation is truly going to change her life forever.