"I missed you too." Charles Seymour spoke, his voice still somewhat flat, yet he managed to utter the words, which were quite challenging for him.
Sophie Wilson's eyes suddenly sparkled, as if stars from the sky had fallen into them.
In those beautiful eyes, there was only his reflection, inexplicably filling Charles Seymour with a bubbly satisfaction, so warm it was sweet.
"Beautiful!" The director excitedly slapped his thigh.
Sophie Wilson's performance this time was even better than the last audition.
Last time, it felt like Sophie Wilson's dance lacked some strength, with the dance moves carrying a slight hint of awkwardness.
This time was different.
It was too beautiful!
The whole person seemed to have become one with the dance; this was indeed the leading lady infiltrating a criminal organization, prospering within it.
Beautiful!
