"Ethan Gray, could you wait a moment?"
As the post-production meeting for The Lampbearer finally wound down, Sophia Wren's voice cut through the rustle of papers and the scraping of chairs. The other staff members—seasoned veterans of the Script Review Board—didn't need a second invitation to leave. They were far from fools; they had seen the way the young, talented author looked at Ethan throughout the hour. With knowing smiles and a few hurried whispers, they practically sprinted out the door, leaving the conference room to the two of them.
Ethan watched them go, feeling a familiar, slight headache coming on. He glanced at Sophia Wren; her large, expressive eyes were practically shimmering under the fluorescent lights, fixed on him with an intensity that made his skin prickle. Being th
