Chapter 39 Two Of Cups
- Still on a spot, not moving at all and a little bit unsure to do. My feet were on the dry sand with nervousness. The dancers had already begun to parade, moving to the beat. It was not until I heard,
- “Cut!” that I came to my senses.
- I wiped the little sweat that was threatening to ruin my makeup. I could have sworn, everything froze that moment.