Hannah alternated between leaning in close to examine and holding it out to scrutinize, seemingly absorbed in her little world.
George River couldn't help but chuckle, shaking his head in resignation.
Tiffany Lynch, who was in the middle of conversation, turned towards the source of the laughter in feigned surprise, "George, what are you laughing about?"
George River snapped back to reality, the smile on his face receding slightly as he shook his head, "Nothing."
His eyes, when fully focused on another person, seem to contain a world of tenderness. A single glance was like a warm spring breeze blowing into your heart, earnest and deep.
Tiffany Lynch met the man's deep black eyes, blushing again as she lowered her head and continued, "George, actually, I already understand. As an actress, the most important thing is to follow the director's instructions. To ensure smooth filming, I don't mind anything. It doesn't matter who stands in the central position, I'm just…"
