Chapter 9: Cracked Mirror
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The dressing room lights never felt warm.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm8hOGWXLZu
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsEZcwRKQLU
She didn’t beg when Direk Leonard gripped her waist harder than the script called for.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAT1zE9eGUZ
Instead, she smiled… because she knew how to make men look weak without touching them.
A week passed.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7sLjYFRZAa
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcBmTBFvPyp
What they didn’t see was that every yes she gave was now a setup.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6yfrnngSku
She had planted the seeds.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzDW2k8aWUW
And she was watering them with her silence.
She started with Neil.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxgSVDjaSqj
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?”8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqSydWcySg4
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡf1fzmjCdlD
She waited for the perfect scene—another rough shoot. She knew his weaknesses now.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJuNxVrl0zZ
Knew he always got high before a take.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvT9JumZutg
Knew he liked it when she whimpered.
So she purred instead. Looked him in the eye mid-thrust and whispered:8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDlC5f0nKZF
“You’ll die with your d*ck out.”8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡA0uIfQMRi7
He stuttered.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpYz0iD6Ppb
Missed his cue.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ668wS8RBZI
Embarrassed himself in front of the entire crew.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUe4HnoYxvl
She smirked. One down.
Leonard was trickier.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Pdo2fMJb8
Mia played dumb.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡi4uaUDL4sj
Dropped lines. Apologized sweetly. Let him shout at her—once, twice—while her mic was hot.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡtuMa5VeXQ1
Unmuted.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡACn0cNyz0M
The sound engineer was a woman.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsCon7NIGJe
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.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5bOMurnHnD
Along with the location of his next hotel shoot.
The production got postponed.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAQrS89DaGw
He called her, drunk and furious.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSzlQe7vvZq
She blocked his number.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCoE79R4YFd
Then texted the assistant director:8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpuGnqSng84
“Ready for next script. Let’s make it raw.”
She was erasing them one by one.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4p1F5hRieP
Not with blood.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡrRjF6WCbOd
But with exposure. Shame. Carefully folded lies turned inside out.
No one suspected her.
She still smiled at every camera.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8wNdkUP1Gz
Still moaned at every cut.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa9Wr6TOgNl
But her heart was now ice, wrapped in velvet.8Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1RcK3et3Uc
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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