Norris Moore rested her face and looked out the window, chuckling softly, "How can it be called breaking up when we were never together?"
Beyond physical pleasures with Trenton Smith, what remained was now an insurmountable barrier. He had a beloved he couldn't let go of, and she was consumed by an unforgivable resentment. How could it be called a breakup?
Because they never really dated.
Tilly Flower turned her head to view her expression, a slow, indifferent one. Rather than pressing further, she changed the subject, "What do you think of this audition?"
Norris hummed in response, thought for a moment, then said, "The other directors seemed pretty pleased, I guess. But when I walked in, Liam Swallow was daydreaming."
"Daydreaming?" Tilly asked incredulously, widening her eyes, "Daydreaming about what?"
Norris sported a small smile upon her lips, "How would I know why he was daydreaming? Maybe he found me too good-looking."
