CHAPTER 4

I ARRIVED AT THE SCENE AND I COULDN'T BE HAPPIER. I was about to do just about the thing I do best. Acting.

My spirits were lifted and I was so excited. It had been a year since I was cast in a movie. No wonder my manager rose to action the moment I was given a part in this movie.

I walked out of the van and into the building were we would be shooting the next scene. I looked across and saw a whole bunch of cameras on all corners of the room. The lighting and everything was just so perfect and I knew I had to act like my gut depended on it.

Being a novel based movie, it had the plot rewritten by the best screenwriters in India and China. This movie was a significant one for this year. The company had invested a lot of money in it alongside co-filming it with Bollywood. The main director was also a very famous one in the entertainment industry.

As rumour has it, all his movies grossed 1 million dollars making this far more interesting. I smiled and took my stand in front of the camera.

I looked across the room and saw Drake Anderson. He was the one cast as Rustom Pavri, my supposed husband.

He was also a well known tycoon in the acting industry. Because of him, the movie got a lot of coverage before it was out on the market yet. We hadn't even shot half of the movie yet the popularity of all the advertisement was already very high.

In fact, all the directors thought that this movie would most definitely be a Golden Globe award for the best movie.

I couldn't be happier.

"Alright.....ready??" the director screamed and I nodded. I looked at Drake and he nodded as well. The room was filled with silence and in the next minute, the director called it to start.

'Cynthia, what is this?' Drake, who at this moment was acting Rustom, asked as he approached me from the wardrobe. I saw the letters in his hands and got frightened.

He found out about my affair.

I swallowed the bit of saliva that crept into my mouth and bit my lower lip.

'Well.....um...it's...just....a bunch of.....'

'letters... a bunch of letters isn't that right....?' he asked and wore that mysterious look that was in itself frightening.

I got scared.

"Very good acting Eleanor....", the director commented and it motivated me to do even better.

I moved back as Drake moved toward me.

He carries the letters and I could look at him and them simultaneously.

'Look....I can explain.....', I raised my hands at him begging him to move back a little. He was engrossed in anger that he didn't care a single bit of what I was getting at.

'Explain? what is there to explain?' he asked and tears started flowing down my cheeks.

My back hit the wall and I shook my head begging him not to do anything to me.

Married to Rustom, I knew I was one of a kind woman. I was more than graced to have such a man fall for me.

He loved me like no other and I couldn't help but realise how much of a damage my betrayal was going to do to him.

In a trance, he stopped and turned back around. I thought I was dreaming when I saw him walk to the wardrobe. He dropped the letters back in and headed my direction only that he past by me and stormed out.

I took deep breaths and placed my hand on my chest trying to decipher exactly what just happened.

"Aaannddd cut!" the director screamed. "Excellent. That was totally excellent..." he stood from his chair and walked to where I was. I sat on the bed and took deep breaths while Lauren rushed to where I was and wiped tears.

She handed me a bottle of water and I drank from it.

Drake walked in and the whole room was filled with a round of applause. I joined in just like he did.

"You guys are remarkable. That was good...." one of the directors praised us and Drake and I simultaneously said a thank you.

"Having shot that scene....next up is when get yourself a pistol from the Naval Ship's Armory and makes a trunk call to Defence Secretary K.G. Bakshi at Defence HQ, New Delhi...", the director read from the script and Drake nodded and headed out.

"Alright everyone...let's pack the stuff we need and head out....!" the director screamed and immediately like robots, they all began to pack.

The room was filled with murmurs as everyone did as was requested of them.

"As for you Cynthia Pavri," the director turned to me and smiled. I grinned realising he referred to me using my characters name.

"Yes...." I replied and moved close to where he was.

"We won't be shooting you until scene 34 which is a few hours away from now as you see we are on scene 29..."

"Uhh...okay...." I nodded.

"In the meantime, I guess you can take the time to take a break and rehearse your lines. I'll call you when your times up...." he winked and I faked a smile.

He'll call me? What??

"Umm....am pretty sure Lauren will have it under control....", I turned to her and she nodded. "She'll notify me when it's almost time. You know me....I hate being late...." I laughed it off hoping he'll go with the flow and joke about it except he raised his eyebrows in dismay and turn around to leave.

Instantly, Lauren pulled me to the corner and pinned me against it.

"You'd better beware of dogs...." she hissed and I nodded vigorously.

"Ma'am....the car is ready for you..." Jimmy reported and Lauren and I followed behind him. My crew was waiting for me and it felt so good to be at home with them.

I quickly removed the make up and requested the wig on my head be removed and I can undie my hair to black.

I spent the rest of the afternoon getting a makeover and having fun with Lauren. She was just the perfect personal assistant.