[Alaska Studio]
Anna's pulse quickened as she stood before the towering glass building, the bold letters Alaska Studio gleaming in the morning light. Her first table read. Her first movie. Her dream finally coming alive.
Once, in her past life, she had buried that dream beneath fear, betrayal, and suffocating expectations. But not this time. Not in this second chance.
She straightened her shoulders, her eyes glinting with the determination of a woman who had sworn to live for herself.
And just as she took her first confident step forward—
Wham!
She collided with someone hard enough to make her stumble back.
"Watch where you're going, girl," came the voice she dreaded most, slicing through her ears like nails on glass.
Anna froze, recognition hitting her instantly. Fiona. Of course.
Of all the people she could have bumped into, fate had thrown this woman straight into her path.
