The wall clock in the dressing room showed eleven at night when Sheena finally took off her high heels. She let out a long breath as she leaned her back against the small sofa in the corner of the room.

“So tiring,” she murmured softly.

Her manager turned to her. “Today was packed. But the results were good.”

Sheena nodded. “There’s still one more session tomorrow. Luckily, it’s not too early.”

She grabbed her bag, said goodbye to the crew who were still tidying up the equipment, then stepped out of the building. The night air felt cooler, quite calming after spending the entire day under the spotlights.

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