Eva's POV
The stale scent of coffee and stale air conditioning hums around me.
My hand tightens on the sleek camera body,adjusting the lens with practiced ease.
This is day one.Another trial run of avoiding Aaron.
After what had gone down the other night,I shouldn't be anywhere around him.There was no filming yesterday so I had prepared myself mentally,to get ready for today.
Day one of actively,meticulously,and painstakingly avoiding Aaron.It's a strategy I've honed to an art form over the years,perfected through countless forced encounters.
Today,it's a full-blown war.
He's somewhere on set,probably in his trailer,having his perfect hair artfully messed or his chiselled jawline highlighted.
I keep my focus rigidly on the crew members,on the lighting,on anything
