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Blood whooshes in my ears as I attempt to quell my unrest. Despite my disappointment, I scan the cast list for familiar names.
Luna Alvarez is Havannah Rose
Esme Eaton is Annabeth Cash
Aaron Hessville is Richard Callahan
Penelope Edmonds is Rosalyn Worthington
My stomach sinks as my eyes lock onto Esme’s name. I didn’t even know she auditioned for this production, so it’s a discomforting combination of disappointment and irritation that someone who hurt me so much is still managing to win over me. My lip quirks upward as I notice that while Luna didn’t book Annabeth like she’d originally been hoping for, she did book the other main lead, Havannah.
Hannah
congrats on getting havannah! you’re gonna kill it
Luna
thanks hannah! heading up to nyc this week to start rehearsals before the tour starts in a few months, fingers crossed it goes well
it will
thank you
Switching back to scroll through my emails, I come across one I know all too well: the newsletter of upcoming auditions that I qualify for. Most of these are in New York City, and while I know that moving back would make more sense, a cold shiver passes over me at the thought. New York was such a lonely experience for starting my life both as an adult and in the industry.
I exit out of my email and switch instantly to my textthread with Liam, one of which I realize that, outside of work-related texts, we haven’t used in years.
Hannah
come over tonight
Liam
do I look like your own personal fuck toy?
ask nicely
fuck off
come over tonight…please
was already planning on it princess. see you at 6
My doorbell rings at 6:00 PM sharp. Despite expecting Liam, the sudden noise still causes me to jump. Sage has been working late at her new bartending job the past few nights, so I’ve grown accustomed to stark silence in the evening. The aroma of pasta sauce and cheese carries from the kitchen into the entryway along with me.
The moment I open the door, Liam walks inside with a backpack slung over his shoulder. As he enters my space, I step into him without a second thought, my face pressing against his T-shirt-clad chest. He wraps his arms around my shoulders as he presses his lips to my forehead.
“You’re awfully sweet today…should I be scared?” He laughs as he pulls back slightly to look down at me.
My emotional exhaustion melts the moment his eyes meet mine. I push his chest in a joking manner as I step out of his grasp.
“Actually, yes. You should be scared,” I say as we step into the kitchen, where the smell of lasagna is far more pungent.
“You…cooked?” The shocked look on his face is almost enough to invoke my anger, but even I know that cooking isn’t exactly my forte.
“Don’t jump off the balcony quite yet—it’s a frozen lasagna.”
The relief that I see physically wash over Liam makes me laugh, but I try to curb it because the last thing I need is him thinking he’s funny.
