Chapter 9: Cracked Mirror
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The dressing room lights never felt warm.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaDWqtXAqE9
They only magnified the hollow under her eyes and the smear of foundation trying to hide the bruises she “accidentally” got during a scene. Everyone called it art. She used to call it survival. Now… she calls it fuel.
Mia looked at herself in the mirror. Screen name Maui. Real name forgotten by too many. Her gaze was still. Frozen. But inside—something cracked. Not just broken. No, this was different. This was shattering with precision.
She didn’t cry after Reeve forced himself on her.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxH3GxiVmci
She didn’t beg when Direk Leonard gripped her waist harder than the script called for.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPEGYvQGYlG
Instead, she smiled… because she knew how to make men look weak without touching them.
A week passed.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLFTEARoIw3
She played her roles. Swallowed her shame like bitter pills. But in the background, Mia was no longer acting. She was watching. Learning. Plotting.
She started dressing differently for rehearsals—long sleeves, neutral makeup, always polite. Innocent. Unthreatening. But at night, she scribbled notes in a journal she kept behind the toilet tank.
Reeve – Cocaine problem. Regular at Club Noir.
Direk Leonard – Married. Mistress on payroll.
CamGuy Neil – Obsessed. Follows her socials. Weak point.
Producer Alan – Has an illegitimate daughter in Cavite. Hush money every month.
They thought she was numb.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Gqq1VT1hR
What they didn’t see was that every yes she gave was now a setup.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjW57P1qdNS
She had planted the seeds.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡELGo09BnpK
And she was watering them with her silence.
She started with Neil.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcsIcV02uYL
The easiest. The most eager.
During one shoot, she “accidentally” left her robe untied longer than usual. Neil caught a glimpse. Then she handed him her used towel.
“Sorry,” she whispered, “can you throw this for me?”9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA6LV36Z1np
She smiled when he flushed red.
That night, she messaged him from an alternate account. Posed as an obsessed fan. Sent edited photos, provocative messages, until he was hooked. Until he sent a d*ck pic that she screenshot. And saved.
Two days later, she sent it to his wife.
Next was Reeve.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMFPlgGa4L0
She waited for the perfect scene—another rough shoot. She knew his weaknesses now.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7mZgljUtfF
Knew he always got high before a take.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPqFq8vRDwR
Knew he liked it when she whimpered.
So she purred instead. Looked him in the eye mid-thrust and whispered:9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0YpXT6HrjN
“You’ll die with your d*ck out.”9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUxmlG4c0eL
He stuttered.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAfqn5mN3Z7
Missed his cue.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUACAWwpEw9
Embarrassed himself in front of the entire crew.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWeq2vxdgBv
She smirked. One down.
Leonard was trickier.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuoVpDLqxF3
Mia played dumb.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTBL9bj4DKj
Dropped lines. Apologized sweetly. Let him shout at her—once, twice—while her mic was hot.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXdHaTKxe4T
Unmuted.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡh8CJz31S7y
The sound engineer was a woman.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDkZikfRCCw
Mia knew she’d forward the audio to the right people. Women like her… they shared silence like currency.
Then, she “accidentally” sent a clip from the leaked voice memo to Leonard’s wife.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSqSxTdNHPL
Along with the location of his next hotel shoot.
The production got postponed.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkVXd5Cb4aL
He called her, drunk and furious.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRsMRgGj6sF
She blocked his number.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZRiTAGVYTv
Then texted the assistant director:9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx9j2u5RMA2
“Ready for next script. Let’s make it raw.”
She was erasing them one by one.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdPaBsQFXRb
Not with blood.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIGIv1InlVc
But with exposure. Shame. Carefully folded lies turned inside out.
No one suspected her.
She still smiled at every camera.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBC06eNOIej
Still moaned at every cut.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡK3BTFBSuGQ
But her heart was now ice, wrapped in velvet.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpUpxXMSXbJ
And in that cracked mirror in the dressing room, Mia no longer saw herself as broken.
She saw a queen in ruins—and she was building a throne.
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