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th renewed hope, I scheduled a meeting and presented everything. The enthusiasm soared and they were certain that the contract would be signed with my script in it

the subject, much less what I want to convey. I want my documentary to move, raise aw

next to some of my favorite books. I worked hard to deserve that award. And I will continue working until I find someone willing to accept the idea as it is. I let out a long sigh. This is not the first obstacle I have had to overcome to get what I want, and it is far from the last. Bu

ly records videos staring at the camera without blinking. She's pretty, a teenager with dark hair and eyes as blue as the Caribbean Sea, her porcelain skin emphasizi

and her just-a-few-month-old daughter, appears on the screen. "Hello?" the shy voice rings in my ears as I answer the call. I shake my head and keep my laughter to myself. It's hard to believe that she, withdrawn as she is, has also managed to become a digital influencer. With content, in this case. "Hi, friend. How are you?" - Wow

nk about coming here for a girls' night out? I smile at the tempting idea. Much better than spending the night at an event full of arrogant guys or alone in my apartment. Percival meows again, passing through the doorway of the bedroom. Not

n a while since I had thought about that damned Marcello Costa and I am surprised by the slight wave of anger that spreads through my body at the possibi

cell phone vibrates in my hand. I pull it away from my face, hoping to see an email from the producer saying that the previous one was just a prank, when I see that it's a message from Ricardo saying he'll be there in fifteen minutes. I reply with a thumbs up and go back to the call. - I'd love to, but I can't. I'm getting ready to go to an awards cere

ost see Lilian's tiny body tensing up. - I'm going to see what my little one wants. Happy holidays and good luck to Ricardo. Tell him I sent you a kiss. "I will." She hangs up before even hearing the answer,

e out. As I unzip the cape, the gold of the fabric reflects the lights in my room and shines throughout the room. It's been two years since I wore it and, even with my gym routine, I'm afraid it wo

of the most expensive five-star hotels in the city. I notice that the decorator preferred to keep the red carpet from the last awards ceremony stored in the basement. There are no movie stars there and the hotel owner him