Morning sunlight filtered through the hospital blinds, casting a soft glow over the room as Aurora sat upright in her bed.
Her hand was connected to an IV drip, but her focus was on the television in front of her.
The screen displayed a news segment about the movie she had acted in, the one that had catapulted her to stardom.
Aurora gently rubbed her belly, a smile forming on her lips.
She was happy—not just with the success of the film, but also with the award she had won.
The prestigious Academy Award for Best Main Actress now felt like a distant, dreamlike accomplishment, yet the joy of it lingered.
Her mind drifted back to the night after the Academy Awards ceremony.
She had been on top of the world, the award in her hands, the applause still ringing in her ears.
After the ceremony ended, she had told Ava, her assistant, that she could head home.
