Louis didn't return to the film set until three days later.
He still had that same meek and amiable appearance, always pleasant and courteous, with no fault to be found, his youthful face showing no signs of what might have transpired.
He always wore that harmless smile.
After a scene ended, the sky suddenly darkened, and the crew busied themselves packing up, the filming halted abruptly.
Hannah emerged from the makeup room and saw the young man curled up in the corner as soon as she opened the door.
His makeup from the play had been completely removed, but his face was still a bit pale, his brows and eyes lowered, not minding the dirty ground, he just sat there hugging his knees, staring blankly ahead.
The sky darkened quickly, and in a blink, it was covered with dense clouds.
It didn't snow, but a fine, needle-like drizzle began to fall, patterning down and blurring the lights at the street corner and the young man's expression.
