Chapter 10: Premiere, Los AngelesHalf an hour to go. Premiere night. Leo eyed himself in the mirror, told himself he looked adorable, told himself he wasn’t nervous. He wasn’t, except for how he was.
He knew Steadfast was a good film. They’d already had a fantastic reception in London, from critics, audiences, that premiere night. Of course Hollywood mattered, and tonight would matter, but he believed in what they’d made.
He’d had stylists and hair and makeup artists flitting around him; they’d just left. He did not have Sam, because Sam had gone over to Colby’s and Jason’s to do his job, the job he was being paid for, documenting some of their getting-ready process, staying long enough to capture a few shots of them getting into a limo. Sam had texted to say he was on the way—Jason had
