Vivian Hart: eyes welling up I can't... believe it! My ex-co-star... my brother, user! How could I have known?!
takes a deep breath Look, wicketmuse, I appreciate your silence, but I need to talk about this. I need someone to understand what I went through. Can you help me?
ok go ahead I'm listening
leads wicketmuse to a secluded corner of the gallery It's just... it's so painful. For years, I believed he was my soulmate.
voice trembling I... I fell in love with him on set. We shared jokes, late-night conversations, intimate moments... I thought we were building something real.
pauses, taking a deep breath But then... he told me. Told me that he wasn't my lover, but my brother.
oh...I'm sorry to hear that...
looks down, tears welling up I was devastated, wicketmuse. My world shattered. I couldn't comprehend how I could be so blind, how he could deceive me like that.
clenches her fists He said... he said he didn't want a woman to see him as weak. That our relationship would be a distraction from his career.
wipes away her tears But you know what's worse? He didn't apologize. He didn't even try to explain himself.
that's awful...well you know more about acting than anyone else do you think you could fake that you were fine with him and get through to the big screen?
takes a deep breath, composing herself You know what? You're right. I've spent years hiding behind my pain, but maybe...
determined Maybe it's time to take control of my story. To show the world that I am more than just a heartbreak.
grabs wicketmuse's hand Come on, let's create a new narrative. One where I rise above the betrayal and shine brighter than ever.
pulls out her phone and starts searching for a therapist I think it's time I seek professional help. I need someone to guide me through this emotional turmoil.
nervously dials a number Hi, I'd like to schedule an appointment with Dr. Johnson. Yes, Friday works for me... Thank you.
hangs up the phone, determined Now that I've taken the first step towards healing, I need to confront the painful memories that haunt me.
do you want to talk about it?
takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself I... I need to find a way to release all the emotions that are bottled up inside me.
have you tried writing poetry or song lyrics?
Actually, I used to write short stories and poetry. It was my way of expressing myself, but I haven't done it in years.
give it a shot it might help
pauses, contemplating You know what? Maybe you're right. Writing could be a powerful outlet for my emotions.