Chapter 9 The Ad Shoot

• Sara****
• The studio hummed with activity as the crew rushed to make last-minute adjustments for the day’s shoot, but my mind was miles away, still trapped in the conversation I’d had the night before. Sam’s words kept replaying in my head, and the weight of an unresolved decision lingered like a storm cloud, ready to burst.
• I’d only just arrived when Melanie, my agent, called to remind me of the schedule. "Sara, you're on in thirty minutes," she said briskly. "Don't keep the team waiting."