Chapter 164: Shattered celebrations

Two months had passed in a whirlwind of rehearsals, shoots, and constant criticisms from Andrew. Mariana had grown used to his sharp tongue, each barb toughening her resolve. Despite the intensity of the set, she often found herself face-to-face with Tiago. His presence was a constant reminder of her turbulent personal life, a shadow she couldn't escape. Today, however, marked the end of this gruelling journey. Filming wrapped, and a celebratory party was planned at a five-star hotel downtown. The party was in full swing, laughter and clinking glasses echoing through the grand ballroom. Mariana, tipsy and light-headed, stepped out onto the balcony to get some air. The cool night breeze did little to clear her foggy mind. She leaned against the railing, gazing down at the bustling city below. Neon lights flickered, cars honked in the distance, and people moved like tiny specks on the streets far below. The city felt alive, almost pulsating with energy, a stark contrast to her muddl