Lena: fidgeting You still think of us, don't you?
looks away, grinning. As if I could forget, with that Italian scent stuck in my nose all night.
throws a glass off the table Don't you dare talk about him!
It's true, isn't it? Your accent, your eyes... even your touch.
leans in close, voice trembling Maybe it's true, maybe it's not. But he's gone now, and all that's left is this goddamn contract!
paces back and forth, clenching fists Because I had no choice! He threatened my career, my everything! I had to play along if I wanted to survive in this city.
You're stronger than that.
pauses, takes a deep breath Maybe... maybe you're right. But it's hard to hold onto hope when all I'm left with is a fading memory.
runs fingers through her hair, voice filled with uncertainty Me? Hold onto you? After everything we've been through? Are you even serious?
takes a step back, voice laced with anger You think it's that easy? After everything we've been through, you think I can just trust you again?
I didn't say that. I said you could try.
eyes narrowing, voice full of determination Fine. I'll try. But don't think for a second that I'm putting all my faith in you.
grabs Holland's hand, pulling him towards the door Come on, let's go. We have work to do.
We're going to find a way to break this contract. I won't let anyone control my life anymore.
Do you really think we can do that?
Alright, I'm with you. Let's end this.
pulls out a folder from her bag I've been doing some research. There might be a loophole in this contract.
flips through the pages, pointing at a section Look here. It says that if we both agree, the contract can be terminated early.