Behind The Camera

Behind The Camera

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It was a dream she had kept for herself, something she didn't let anyone know for she was afraid that they'll laugh at her. He was contented back then, as long as he can help provide for his family, everything's fine. If it weren't for that audition, what are the chances of her meeting him? If he didn't show up on that stage, if she didn't feel a shiver of delight, would they be in the position where they are now? Everything happened in a blink of an eye, in a time where no one was ready for a phenomenal rise to stardom. Are they brave enough to face everything that will be thrown to them? And will the love team that started accidentally, BE REAL? DISCLAIMER: This is a fan fiction, scenes that are similar to some events is intentional to show what are the possible happenings behind the camera. Of what was it like being a celebrity.
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