Chapter 9: Cracked Mirror
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The dressing room lights never felt warm.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3nxDRm0wad
They only magnified the hollow under her eyes and the smear of foundation trying to hide the bruises she “accidentally” got during a scene. Everyone called it art. She used to call it survival. Now… she calls it fuel.
Mia looked at herself in the mirror. Screen name Maui. Real name forgotten by too many. Her gaze was still. Frozen. But inside—something cracked. Not just broken. No, this was different. This was shattering with precision.
She didn’t cry after Reeve forced himself on her.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuJZLNkIGk6
She didn’t beg when Direk Leonard gripped her waist harder than the script called for.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPbE4gnXqxw
Instead, she smiled… because she knew how to make men look weak without touching them.
A week passed.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoo0vZ9tIKF
She played her roles. Swallowed her shame like bitter pills. But in the background, Mia was no longer acting. She was watching. Learning. Plotting.
She started dressing differently for rehearsals—long sleeves, neutral makeup, always polite. Innocent. Unthreatening. But at night, she scribbled notes in a journal she kept behind the toilet tank.
Reeve – Cocaine problem. Regular at Club Noir.
Direk Leonard – Married. Mistress on payroll.
CamGuy Neil – Obsessed. Follows her socials. Weak point.
Producer Alan – Has an illegitimate daughter in Cavite. Hush money every month.
They thought she was numb.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnE8KnnYpr8
What they didn’t see was that every yes she gave was now a setup.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZR9qCQEBak
She had planted the seeds.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyqrCFQwjw4
And she was watering them with her silence.
She started with Neil.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH3KZlzh3yr
The easiest. The most eager.
During one shoot, she “accidentally” left her robe untied longer than usual. Neil caught a glimpse. Then she handed him her used towel.
“Sorry,” she whispered, “can you throw this for me?”9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsI1bjJNx5H
She smiled when he flushed red.
That night, she messaged him from an alternate account. Posed as an obsessed fan. Sent edited photos, provocative messages, until he was hooked. Until he sent a d*ck pic that she screenshot. And saved.
Two days later, she sent it to his wife.
Next was Reeve.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJJD3wNNBU8
She waited for the perfect scene—another rough shoot. She knew his weaknesses now.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa3nfXpT2Po
Knew he always got high before a take.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡweORdkewTV
Knew he liked it when she whimpered.
So she purred instead. Looked him in the eye mid-thrust and whispered:9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL28P1KS5SA
“You’ll die with your d*ck out.”9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrC7j1UW0W8
He stuttered.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡmIiO6gwiKR
Missed his cue.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaheeHqqjM5
Embarrassed himself in front of the entire crew.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgBmH9fbZRU
She smirked. One down.
Leonard was trickier.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgrl9hNRLOh
Mia played dumb.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8BtwAcwhr3
Dropped lines. Apologized sweetly. Let him shout at her—once, twice—while her mic was hot.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡVUg5p9hJi4
Unmuted.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzuyHP284rE
The sound engineer was a woman.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡENHNQU5tgb
Mia knew she’d forward the audio to the right people. Women like her… they shared silence like currency.
Then, she “accidentally” sent a clip from the leaked voice memo to Leonard’s wife.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡS1oryHLPMc
Along with the location of his next hotel shoot.
The production got postponed.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9QvXSfJNx6
He called her, drunk and furious.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWtoTO3bBgW
She blocked his number.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡeDGSLJ9fVD
Then texted the assistant director:9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrzSIphzHdC
“Ready for next script. Let’s make it raw.”
She was erasing them one by one.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLUVqJLXsNK
Not with blood.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnht43j82hR
But with exposure. Shame. Carefully folded lies turned inside out.
No one suspected her.
She still smiled at every camera.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡojJ0w4Bwtx
Still moaned at every cut.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLbzDtYgkz7
But her heart was now ice, wrapped in velvet.9Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfDLXMCNI8g
And in that cracked mirror in the dressing room, Mia no longer saw herself as broken.
She saw a queen in ruins—and she was building a throne.
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