Between Takes

Between Takes

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There was a time when Lana Reyes only knew Julian Hale from behind a screen. She saw him through flickering pixels and falling YouTube interviews-an untouchable face in a glossy world. A world she didn't belong to. He was the actor. The one who made people fall in love with characters and never fully return. The one who kissed with his eyes open and made it feel more intimate than anything else. She had memorized his lines, laughed at his bloopers, and-stupidly-once told her best friend, "I swear if I ever meet him, it's over for me." It was meant to be a joke. But jokes have sharp edges when they cut too close to fate. And somewhere between an impulsive audition and a role she wasn't supposed to get, Lana found herself in his orbit. Julian, on the other hand, had mastered the art of detachment. His name was always in someone else's mouth-paparazzi, fans, old flames. Especially her. The ex everyone whispered about but never named. So when Lana arrived, bright-eyed and impossible to ignore, he didn't mean to notice her. He just did.
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"Make we keep this professional then, yeah?" I nodded slowly, one hand in my pants pocket. "What?" Her brows creased. "I'll be your tutor and nothing else. Nuh need dis pan a personal level," I explained. Maybe it's for the best. And mi still a convince miself dat cause it still hurt me. Mi vex wid her... Wicked too. Cause she fuck up. She licked her lips and looked down at the desk before saying, "...but that isn't what I want. I have agreed to give you time." Time. Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. "Yuh nuh get fi choose that still eno. This is what I want and those are my boundaries. Respect them or find someone else fi tutor yuh, simple." I sighed, scratching my head. Mi just nuh wah di drama and foolishness. Or the back and forth. Cya dweet right now... Or at all. "You...changed," She said, looking at me. "Would'a seh di same bout you too... But change nuh too faze me still..." I shrugged my shoulders. // Liam was once a bright, joyful child until something shattered his world at just nine years old. Whatever happened that year left scars too deep to see, turning smiles into silence and laughter into rage. By fifteen, he was behind bars. Now eighteen, he's out with one last shot: six months to finish high school and finally leave his past behind. He's focused. Detached. Determined to stay invisible - no fights, no friends, no drama. Then he sees her. Kazierah. His childhood crush. His first kiss. The girl he never forgot. ...the one he never stopped loving even when he wanted to. She's changed too. She had more friends and she was more social than he remembered. They never dated, never made it official, but the connection between them always ran deep... too deep to ignore now. And as old feelings resurface, so do old questions - about the past, about that day he was taken away, and about why their paths are crossing again now, after everything. Some stories never really end. They wait. And this one is just beginning.

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