Scars Of A Broken Bond by Calv Momose

Galilea, looking unbothered, took off her down jacket and tossed it casually to Sabrina.
Sabrina caught it hastily and was somewhat shocked by the provocative costume Galilea wore.
It exposed her chest and thighs, and the makeup suggested Galilea was not portraying a virtuous character.
Judging from the Lines she had overheard, Sabrina gathered that Galilea was to play a seductive character who would attempt
to lure the protagonist.
Meanwhile, Camden sat before the monitor, and his assistant leaned in to whisper some unexpected information in his ear.
Camden’s expression shifted to one of surprise as he glanced in Sabrina’s direction, suddenly connecting the dots about her
identity.
The divorce between Tyrone and Sabrina had become a hot topic in the industry, and rumors had swirled about Galilea retiring
from acting to marry him. However, her swift return to the screen with less prestigious roles had raised eyebrows.
Within the industry circle, Galilea received different treatment than she had in the past. The industry’s attitude toward Galilea had
become notably less favorable than it used to be.
But it appeared that Sabrina had willingly stepped up to take on the role of Galilea’s assistant.
As Camden processed this revelation, he whispered back to his assistant, “Let’s maintain the pretense of ignorance. Carry on as
if everything is business as usual.”
When Galilea was filming, Sabrina approached a staff member to request Galilea’s schedule for the day. Galilea had two scenes
on her agenda: one in the morning and another in the afternoon.
After an hour of shooting the first scene, the director called for a break.
Without a word from Galilea, Sabrina draped a warm down jacket over Galilea’s shoulders.
Raising an eyebrow, Galilea examined Sabrina briefly before heading out. “My cup is in the shed, the pink one. Fetch me some
warm water and bring it to my van.”
“Alright,” Sabrina replied. Sabrina ventured to the shed to retrieve the cup, taking extra care not to spill any water.

Upon receiving the cup, Galilea glanced at Sabrina. “I’ll take a break in the car. You can wait outside, and if anything comes up,
don’t hesitate to call me.”
With that, Galilea closed the door.
Checking her watch, Sabrina noted that there was still an hour left until Lunchtime. She leaned against the van, occupied herself
with her phone, and eventually squatted down when her legs grew tired.
When it was time for lunch, Sabrina went to collect two Lunch boxes.
Being a germaphobe, Galilea used her own tableware. Once she finished her meal, she handed the tableware to Sabrina for
cleaning.