The holiday break had passed by momentously in a blink, leaving behind only fleeting memories of laughter and stolen moments.
Now, the bustling set of the movie was alive once again with lights, cameras, and the relentless hum of final scenes being perfected.
And after several grueling days, the last take was called. Applause erupted, mingling with the bittersweet sentiment that always followed the end of a long shoot. Filming had officially wrapped, and now all that remained was the grand closing ceremony.
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Leila arrived quietly at the venue, slipping through a side entrance to avoid the crowd of reporters stationed at the front.
She was radiant, despite the subtle exhaustion lingering from sleepless nights, and her shimmering silver gown clung elegantly to her slender frame.
The makeup artist had painted a soft glow onto her cheeks, though the blush that appeared when Yvette caught sight of her was all natural.
