Guilt and fear

Eulalia wasn’t interested in what was going on around her. She stood in the corner, with Ozzie beside her, trying to eavesdrop on the situation. After a while, he leaned over and whispered, “I think I heard them say they’re changing the script. Do you think they’ll cut our scenes?”

Eulalia didn’t respond, so Ozzie kept listening. And sure enough, his worst fears came true.

“I heard them clearly—they’re cutting your scenes, especially the kissing scenes. No stand-ins allowed, either,” Ozzie frowned, looking frustrated.

Eulalia finally spoke up, “They’re cutting my scenes; why are you looking so upset?”

Ozzie sighed, “Who’s in those intimate scenes with you? Me! If they cut yours, they’ll cut mine, too. And now they’ll bring in a stand-in—these days, they’re not even good-looking, and some are even guys. I can’t do that…” He trailed off, realizing how his words sounded and quickly shut up, worried Eulalia might think he was being sleazy.

But Eulalia wasn’t bothered. Her mind was already