Waiting for the curtain to fall had become a solid part of Carla’s daily routine – as each day went by, her lines and choreographed routine seemed blur a little more into one. It wasn’t just on the stage, either.
It had started out all sunshine and diamonds and camera flashes– and before she knew it, she was stuck in an endless routine like a dance at a masquerade, hiding behind a carnival mask stuck in a wide grin. Always the same – Bat eyelashes, smile for the press, strut, change dresses, kiss cheeks, sign pictures.
All she wanted was a curtain call.
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