Hollywood wasn't just about Lila.
Don't get me wrong—cutting my dancer free from Dex's world was priority one, top of the stack. But I didn't do single-purpose trips. Every move had layers. Every destination had multiple objectives. Every hour spent traveling was an hour that could—and should—be doing three things at once.
This trip was doing four.
The entertainment thing had been brewing since Emma.
My sister—loud, chaotic, chronically online Emma—had told me that her long-term dream was the entertainment industry. Not a passing comment. Not a maybe-someday fantasy.
She'd said it with the kind of quiet seriousness that Emma only used when she meant something down to her bones.
Talent Management; Acting. Producing. Creating. She wanted in.
I'd started building toward it before I even realized I was building toward it.
