SOFIA
The next day.
Early morning call time was not my idea of getting back to work after a long night talking with my parents. Then Joaquin keeping me up all night long as he tried rearranging my insides. I had a crick in my neck now after doing new tricks to keep up with him. All I heard was him cursing at me which I could only understand a little with his accent. I learned since we'd been together that when he really gets upset, his accent comes out more. In his mind I shouldn’t have known these different moves and he kept asking who taught me. I wouldn’t dare tell him; I liked to keep a few secrets to myself.
“So today, what are we doing?” Tonya asked.
“Not too heavy on the foundation today. It’s a small scene we're doing.”
“Okay are you glad to be back on set?”
“I am, even thoug
