Wyatt Robert’s POV:
Her skin carried a pale elegance, and with that pop of crimson on her lips, the contrast was striking.
The short, breezy haircut gave her a sharp, refreshing vibe.
I remembered her hair used to be super long, nearly down to her waist.
“You just chopped off all that length? Didn’t feel a bit of regret?”
“It’ll grow back,” she replied matter-of-factly, already walking to her seat and flipping open the script. “Which scene are we shooting today?”
“Scene seven next. James’s character fighting that weird-looking creature to save Vivian.” I sat down beside her and chuckled. “That kid’s insanely talented. With some grooming, he’s got real potential.”
She arched her brows. “If he’s good enough to get a thumbs-up straight from you, then yeah, I’d say he’s
