She had lived most of her adult life living a lie. She would memorize her lines, embody a character, and wear her costume, pretending she was someone else.
She had done it a thousand times that she might have forgotten where she had crossed the lines between her reality and fantasy. Somehow, she had lost her way.
She had become what others wanted her to be. She acted in a way that people would love her. In the end, she lost track of who she was.
"More coffee?" Adam offered as they ate their breakfast together. "Would you like something else?" He asked when she declined.
But she could already feel her stomach full. She had never eaten so much food in a long time. Her life had always been about control, limitations, and rules.
She had to watch the food she ate because she could not gain too much weight. She should always look her best. She should act accordingly because her fans were watching her every move. And so forth.
