Cut! My Revenge Arc Starts Now - Chapter 10: Chapter 10
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For a moment, I froze.
All these years, I'd been shrinking myself—bending over backward to please Bruce while losing sight of who I really was.
Before I could be someone's girlfriend, I needed to be my own person first.
"I… I'm not ready yet," I admitted with a sigh.
Terrence's lips quirked into a small, understanding smile. "That's okay. I pushed too hard."
Then, softer, he added, "Just know I'll wait for you. However long it takes."
A month later, my TV series, Bright Moon, Starry Skies, went into production without a hitch.
The same people who'd sneered at me in the makeup room? Blacklisted by Eclipse Entertainment. Good luck getting so much as a background role in this town after that.
As for Bruce? He and Gianna were over.
And Gianna? She'd already moved on to her next mark. She never loved him—just saw him as a stepping stone.
Bruce, meanwhile, couldn't catch a break. Last I heard, he couldn't even land a fifty-dollar gig as an extra at MGM.
Me?
The second my royalty check cleared, I started packing for my dream trip overseas.
Every place I'd ever wanted to see was finally within reach.
No more shackles. No more apologies. Just me, living boldly, soaking in new experiences, and seeing the world with fresh eyes.
Looking back, all those years of struggle felt like such a waste.
But I didn't regret loving deeply—only that it took me so long to walk away.
Rumor had it Bruce was scrambling, asking anyone who'd listen if they'd seen me.
But like he'd always said—I had no roots. No one to tie me down.
And I wasn't about to stay for anyone.
Then Terrence called.
Bright Moon, Starry Skies had exploded.
I flew back to a flood of offers, every studio hungry for my next project.
Standing on stage with a trophy in hand, I scanned the crowd until I found him—watching me with that quiet pride that made my chest tighten.
I stepped closer, lips brushing his ear. "So… ready to stand by my side now?"
His gaze dropped to mine, sharp and sudden, like he'd just realized something. Then, without a word, he kissed me—deep, dizzying, the kind of kiss that made the world drop away.
All I felt was warmth, the soft press of his lips, the faintest hint of cool mint.
And then his voice, rough with emotion, whispering against my skin:
"It's an honor."
All these years, I'd been shrinking myself—bending over backward to please Bruce while losing sight of who I really was.
Before I could be someone's girlfriend, I needed to be my own person first.
"I… I'm not ready yet," I admitted with a sigh.
Terrence's lips quirked into a small, understanding smile. "That's okay. I pushed too hard."
Then, softer, he added, "Just know I'll wait for you. However long it takes."
A month later, my TV series, Bright Moon, Starry Skies, went into production without a hitch.
The same people who'd sneered at me in the makeup room? Blacklisted by Eclipse Entertainment. Good luck getting so much as a background role in this town after that.
As for Bruce? He and Gianna were over.
And Gianna? She'd already moved on to her next mark. She never loved him—just saw him as a stepping stone.
Bruce, meanwhile, couldn't catch a break. Last I heard, he couldn't even land a fifty-dollar gig as an extra at MGM.
Me?
The second my royalty check cleared, I started packing for my dream trip overseas.
Every place I'd ever wanted to see was finally within reach.
No more shackles. No more apologies. Just me, living boldly, soaking in new experiences, and seeing the world with fresh eyes.
Looking back, all those years of struggle felt like such a waste.
But I didn't regret loving deeply—only that it took me so long to walk away.
Rumor had it Bruce was scrambling, asking anyone who'd listen if they'd seen me.
But like he'd always said—I had no roots. No one to tie me down.
And I wasn't about to stay for anyone.
Then Terrence called.
Bright Moon, Starry Skies had exploded.
I flew back to a flood of offers, every studio hungry for my next project.
Standing on stage with a trophy in hand, I scanned the crowd until I found him—watching me with that quiet pride that made my chest tighten.
I stepped closer, lips brushing his ear. "So… ready to stand by my side now?"
His gaze dropped to mine, sharp and sudden, like he'd just realized something. Then, without a word, he kissed me—deep, dizzying, the kind of kiss that made the world drop away.
All I felt was warmth, the soft press of his lips, the faintest hint of cool mint.
And then his voice, rough with emotion, whispering against my skin:
"It's an honor."
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