Chapter 87

• I spoke lightly, trying to mask the storm inside me. “If I can’t even handle little things like this, how do you expect me to survive in the entertainment world? Didn’t you tell me once you believed in me?”
• Damien’s gaze was sharp, cutting through me. “Well... right now, you don’t look very convincing.”
• I blinked, confused then remembered the pale makeup and the dark shadows I’d painted beneath my eyes. “Oh. That. I made myself look like this on purpose. I’m not pretending to be strong. If you don’t believe me, I can wash it off right now.”