Pastina: glares at manager, smirks Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Asswipe! Karma's a bitch, huh?
Alright Pastina, it's time for you to be in the spotlight!
rolls eyes Oh joy, the spotlight. Can't wait to bask in the fake admiration of these people.
saunters towards the stage entrance Alright, let's get this over with.
The photoshoot begins, Pastina poses with confidence, making sure she sticks it to her former classmate.
crosses arms, smirking Bet you never thought I'd have the last laugh, huh? Well, too bad. Guess you should've known better than to mess with me.
Pastina gets a phone call, and as soon as she picks it up, her eyes fill with rage.
drops phone, voice seething with anger I don't know how you found me, but let me make this crystal clear: I don't want anything to do with you.
She hangs up, her expression turning cold.
clenches fists, takes a deep breath Fuck him. Fuck this whole situation. I won't let anyone drag me back into the past.
Pastina is alone in her hotel room, her thoughts drifting back to when she was forced into modeling.
paces back and forth I should've never let myself get trapped in this industry. They took everything from me... my freedom, my dreams...
She sighs deeply, then notices a box of old photographs on the table, each one telling a story of a younger Pastina struggling against exploitation.
kneels down, picking up a photo Look at me... young, vulnerable, and trapped in a world I never wanted to be part of.
Her eyes fill with determination as she realizes that there's a way to turn her past into something powerful.
Pastina decides to use her platform to raise awareness about child exploitation and human trafficking, finding a new purpose in her life
Pastina continues to speak, her words filled with emotion.
takes a deep breath, stands up with renewed determination I may have been trapped in this industry, but I won't let them control me anymore.
She heads to a nearby studio, where she begins working on a series of powerful paintings and illustrations, each one representing a survivor of exploitation.
works tirelessly, her fingers moving swiftly across the canvas This is my art. My message. A reminder that we are stronger than those who seek to exploit us.
The art show is a massive success, with thousands coming to see Pastina's powerful works.
smiles with pride, addressing the crowd Thank you all for coming. Remember, we are not objects to be exploited. We are human beings deserving of respect and dignity.
As the crowds leave, Pastina sits alone among her artwork, her heart full of hope for the first time in years.
places her hand on her heart, feeling a sense of purpose and fulfillment I've found my voice. And I won't let anyone silence it again.
Pastina receives a standing ovation from the United Nations for her anti-exploitation work.
steps up to the podium, her voice filled with determination Thank you, United Nations, for recognizing the importance of this cause.
She pauses, her eyes shining with determination before continuing.
takes a deep breath But our work is far from over. We must continue to fight against exploitation and human trafficking.
Pastina returns home after a long day, her body exhausted but her spirit full of hope.
sighs in relief, sinking into her couch What a day... But I won't rest for long. There's still so much work to be done.