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Elsie put down her phone and took a sip of water.
The sunlight outside streamed in through the window, falling softly on her face—warm and clear.
She stared into the distance, calm. William never replied.
But honestly, she didn’t really care anymore.
Her life had to move forward.
Once the divorce was done, they’d go their separate ways—with nothing tying them back together.
Seeing Elsie about to head out, Olivia raised an eyebrow. "Where are you going?"
"To the set. I’m finishing all my scenes today," Elsie said as she switched shoes, noticing Olivia’s clear hesitation. She gave her a calming look.
"Whether the director cuts the scenes or finds someone else to reshoot, that’s his call. But I want to do my part right."
Olivia grinned and gave he
