It felt as though the air just got punched out of her lung. Her last hope shattered like glasses, tears stung her eyes, spilling down like raindrops.She trembled vigorously like the fabrications had electrocuted her.Her lips parted to say something but nothing came forth— just air.She opened her mouth to speak again but her voice trembled in her throat, cracking out like her throat had turned grimy.“I...I didn't..”Jane snapped.Her hand drove through the air with dangerous energy, manicured nails moving in a blurr.She hated Betty!Hated the glaring fact that she was beautiful. She's a bitter sweet enemy— an imposter.She's Bittered that Betty outshines her.And why she was acting all crazy was because she wasn't picked as the first runner up in the first audition. She won third, missing her chance to cast in as the main actress on a movie set.The directors said they needed someone naturally beautiful. Wasn't she beautiful enough?Betty was picked for the role.She had boasted

It felt as though the air just got punched out of her lung. Her last hope shattered like glasses, tears stung her eyes, spilling down like raindrops.She trembled vigorously like the fabrications had electrocuted her.Her lips parted to say something but nothing came forth— just air.She opened her mouth to speak again but her voice trembled in her throat, cracking out like her throat had turned grimy.“I...I didn't..”Jane snapped.Her hand drove through the air with dangerous energy, manicured nails moving in a blurr.She hated Betty!Hated the glaring fact that she was beautiful. She's a bitter sweet enemy— an imposter.She's Bittered that Betty outshines her.And why she was acting all crazy was because she wasn't picked as the first runner up in the first audition. She won third, missing her chance to cast in as the main actress on a movie set.The directors said they needed someone naturally beautiful. Wasn't she beautiful enough?Betty was picked for the role.She had boasted

It felt as though the air just got punched out of her lung. Her last hope shattered like glasses, tears stung her eyes, spilling down like raindrops.She trembled vigorously like the fabrications had electrocuted her.Her lips parted to say something but nothing came forth— just air.She opened her mouth to speak again but her voice trembled in her throat, cracking out like her throat had turned grimy.“I...I didn't..”Jane snapped.Her hand drove through the air with dangerous energy, manicured nails moving in a blurr.She hated Betty!Hated the glaring fact that she was beautiful. She's a bitter sweet enemy— an imposter.She's Bittered that Betty outshines her.And why she was acting all crazy was because she wasn't picked as the first runner up in the first audition. She won third, missing her chance to cast in as the main actress on a movie set.The directors said they needed someone naturally beautiful. Wasn't she beautiful enough?Betty was picked for the role.She had boasted

Jane sneaked away from her atrocious act like nothing happened. Carl squinted on the Armani Prive gown. It was really damaged. Really bad. “What's her intention? Is she dumb to know that camera is everywhere? Rich pervert with snail brain!" Carl cursed under his breath.Jane smoothened his gown and wore a sweet smile. She met Mia and Betty, hands crossed behind her back, hiding the Blade.“... everything here costs a fortune. $15,000?" Jane Walked in to hear Betty lamenting about how expensive the dresses were.She stepped closer to her, the fake devilish grin on her face unwavering. Her expression twisted with perfectly practiced concern...but deep in her heart, it was pity...ugly.She began, arms latched onto Betty shoulder as though she was a close ally... Like she wasn't wishing she could stab her deep in her chest. How could Betty know that the smiles surrounding her was fake, practiced...to demolish her.“Oh Betty...well.. don't worry, we gat your back, babe. We'll handle the b

Yawnnnnn! Isadora stretched awake on her bed, her arms shooting in the air and chest puffing out as she let out a yawn. She sat on the bed and looked around the room for Kane but he was nowhere around. For some minutes, she sat still on the bed, surrounded by the silence. A bright smile exploded over her face as she recalled what happened between her and Kane. Her cheek burned, flushing red. She chuckled in amusement and clapped her palm over her face. “God! Dora, I can't believe what you almost did!" She chuckled again, talking to herself. She dropped her palm, staring into that emptiness, cheeks flushing, her smile still unwavering as she recalled every touch that night and the sensation that it stirred...the fire that burned inside her chest. The look in Kane's eyes when she stared into her eyes was passionate. Too passionate. Isadora let out a laugh. “Hold on...” She faked a serious expression. “...Is he in love with me?! Jezz! Could be?" She smirked in amusement, her finger