Chapter 128: Chokehold

Kathy Sets made me depressed, but the person I came to see didn’t need to know that. Seeing everyone strive for something worthwhile, pushing for something as amazing as what the whole world would see, was mind-blowing. I remembered the first time I came to a set. Mom took me to see Kassandra’s first show. Everyone patted Mom on the back and looked at me weird. I could almost hear it. “She’s not nearly as cute or charming as her little sister.” They had that look in their eyes, and I knew it. My trips to sets were usually few and far between over the years, which came as a relief to me. But I needed to talk to her. I felt like I was going to explode. “Kassandra!” I barked at one of her assistants. “Where is she?” The assistant, a young man who looked like he had been breathing through his mouth all his life and was incidentally riddled with buck teeth, stumbled back with wide eyes. “Who are you?” he asked in a weak voice. Oh God, I thought. This one was stupid. I fought the