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I’ve thrown her to the wolves, and she’s being eaten alive. This is my fault.
There are a few more questions from Van. All meaningless ones. I’m the one to answer. I go through the motions. I know how to put on a good show.
And Josie remains silent.
Until one question.
“So, back down to basics. I feel like no one has ever asked you this before, Victor. Do you actually like movies?”
I open my mouth to reel off a standard rehearsed answer that Evelyn has workshopped for me, but then I feel Josie’s hand. Her fingers wrap around mine. She squeezes tight, silencing me.
And then she speaks.
And it’s a hell of a lot more confident than anything she’s done today.
“Movies are all he talks about,” she tells the journalist. “He’s super passionate about them.”
“Oh, that’s new,” Van says, leaning forward in her seat, curious. “I don’t think anyone knows the real Victor if that’s the case.”
“He not only loves movies,” Josie continues, “but he can quote so many classic movies from memory. Tell her more, my love.”
She’s looking at me now with confidence and a sparkle in her eyes. The old Josie. The one who isn’t about to be sick. The same Josie who had the balls to take the hand of some asshole actor and hide him in the back alley of her coffee shop.
It’s like she knows me intimately.
And I start talking. I start talking about my love of movies. And all because of Josie.
Fuck, this girl is something different.
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JOSIE
Victor somehow doesn’t seem fazed in the slightest by that interview with the journalist, and I find that unbelievable. He’s a complete professional when it comes to exposing everything in front of an interrogator, totally undisturbed and unthreatened by her personal questions. That’s very unlike me – my own heart is still racing at a million beats a minute even as we drive away from that strange old warehouse.
I sit next to him in his fancy sports car and try to calm my breathing.
That was one of the most intense experiences of my life.
And the man next to me has taken it in his stride.
I’ve never had to talk about myself like that. I’ve never had to lie like that.
Victor looks intently ahead. He’s silent but relaxed. I feel like a wound-up ball of stress next to him. I’m certainly bringing down the mood.
“Did I do well?” I ask him, my voice super tiny.
“Yes.”
“God, listen to me. My insecurities are showing. I have to keep running my mouth. I feel like I have no confidence at all.”
“You were fine, Josie.”
I take in another deep breath.
“When will the interview be out?” I ask.
“A month or two,” the actor replies. “Evelyn will let me know.”
