Script We Never Signed (Artista Series #1)

Script We Never Signed (Artista Series #1)

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SLOANE MICHELENA VILLAREAL entered the Nova Horizon auditions with nothing but a dream and a promise to her family. Bright, warm, and impossible to ignore, she quickly becomes the heart people lean on, even when she is barely holding herself together. LANDER GREY SEVILLEJA is the exact opposite. Quiet, distant, and unreadable, he steps into the spotlight with a purpose no one quite understands, and no intention of letting anyone get close. They were never meant to be a pair. But somewhere between late-night rehearsals and unscripted moments, something begins to shift. Something real. Something dangerous. In an industry built on image, where every move is watched and every story is controlled, Sloane and Lander are forced to play their roles perfectly. On screen, off screen, and everywhere in between. But what happens when the lines blur, and the script no longer feels like something they can follow?
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With each raindrop, I always look up and smile. Each time thunder competes with lightning and lightning proves how undethronable the power it holds is, I can't help but be mesmerized, especially when the main event steals the show by making a colorful entrance. The rainbow. I found these performances of atmosphere soothing and remarkable, and I could give you my word that I wasn't losing my mind. I'm certain of that. It's just that... Rain reminds me of those days. Those magical moments I had. That did happen every time the sky released its emotions. I still remember when I spent all my firsts with him. The first time we met, the first time I ran to him, the first time his lips crashed onto mine, the first time I confessed, the first time we fought, the first time I cried, the first time I woke beside him, and the first time we said our first thank yous to each other. All of those firsts were with him, and strangely, but mind-blowingly, the skies were gray, being highlighted by mixing fast lights. And from that moment on, I said to myself, the rain will stop, but my heart will always belong to that person. My umbrella against the heavy downpour of life. But then she kicked in. My rainbow. I realized suddenly that, in the midst of the misty rain, the umbrella that got left behind would find its way out. To reach for her. To walk down a new path toward the future with nothing else in mind but the bliss of finally getting his prize. He could now run to me and whisper, "The rain stops, Yuri. I'm here now". Yuri Allisson Melendez: The Heart of Bravery

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