[This chapter is dedicated to Hsdcfammy! And Dawn_Holmes_7985! Thank you for your golden ticket.]
Lauren shrugged, her voice flat and smug. "Because that's what the scene called for. Even if it wasn't part of the script, real actors improvise, stupid. And maybe… maybe you deserved it." She gave a tight, fake smile as her eyes scanned the set and the faces watching them. She quickly shifted back into character. "My deepest apologies, everyone. Just acting, you know."
Most of the crew seemed to accept her explanation. Lauren was always like that—she never apologized when she was truly in the wrong.
She could fool the crew, sure, but she couldn't fool Heather. Heather had known Lauren too long, too well. She could see the truth behind the mask.
As the crew began to disperse and the moment seemed to pass, Lauren leaned close to Heather, her voice suddenly hushed.
"Do you think the baby's still alive?" Her tone was eerily casual, eyes blinking innocently. "I'm not sure."
