ROSY “Are you okay?” Casper whispered beside me and I nodded, inhaling deeply. “I have to do this,” I muttered. We were behind the stage, getting reading for the interview. “Are you ready for the questions that will be thrown at you?” He asked and I nodded. “I’m ready for anything,” I grumbled in reply and applied a lip gloss on my parched lips. “I applied some moisturizer some moments ago,” the make-up artist said, glancing at my lips. “It got parched again,” I replied and she sighed. Everyone in the room knew how nervous I was, I was extremely nervous that after such a long stretch of years, I’d get to talk about Sherry to the public again. I hope I don’t fidget so much for people to notice, I hope the cat won’t get my tongue when I get out there. “It’s time,” someone announced. Casper nodded me ahead and the make-up artist grinned to add some light to my heart. No, I don’t need much light in my heart, it will only soften what should be hardened. I inhaled and
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