A few more scenes pass. More action. More drama.
Her hand freezes midway to her mouth. Her eyes widen.
Ella: (whispers again, confused)
"Okay… I have seen this guy before. But where...?"
She tries to recall. Her mind flipping through memories like photo albums.
Suddenly—
The café.
The messy floor.
The muddy shoes.
The desperate voice: "Did you see a phone anywhere?"
It all comes rushing back.
Ella: (gasps softly)
"It's him... That guy from the café! The rude one!"
She sinks into her seat, stunned.
Ella: (under her breath)
"Oh god... I messed with a celebrity? I threatened a famous actor over his own phone?!"
She covers her face in horror, her thoughts spinning.
The popcorn bucket now sits forgotten on her lap.
The crowd surged with excitement as Damian stood on stage, ready to greet his fans. The line was slowly moving forward. Soon, it was their row's turn.