It felt as if bricks weighed down on her eyes and she fought the urge to rub them as Mark pulled out of the parking lot. The night before, they’d filmed until eight, then she’d let her sister talk her into a night out. A new club had opened and Avery insisted it’d be just the thing to cheer her up. After several hours of dancing, she returned home for a few hours of sleep before reporting to makeup that morning at five o’clock.
If she’d only gone out that one night, she’d be fine now, but since her return to California Avery had dragged her out almost every other night. While she appreciated her sister’s efforts to cheer her up, she couldn’t keep up the pace. Especially considering that even on the nights she stayed home she didn’t get much sleep. Every time she closed her eyes Sean infiltrated her thoughts. Some nights she didn’t sleep at all, while on other nights she got a few hours before she woke up from a dream and realized Sean wasn’t there. Despite the weeks that had passed since he walked out of her hotel room, the pain was still fresh.
“Are you sure you don’t want to get dinner?” Mark asked.
“The only place I want to go is bed. I’m beat.” She hated to ask Mark for a ride home, but her sister had plans and she was too tired to drive. “I’d hoped we’d finish earlier then this today. I lost count of how many times Dan and I filmed that resturant scene.”
Mia turned her head and the cool leather pressed against her cheek as heavy weights pulled her eyes closed. This time she didn’t fight it.
“Bob’s tough to work with. At least we nailed that last scene today.” Mark’s voice kept her from falling asleep as he hit stop and go traffic.
“If you say so,” Mia mumbled, her eyes closed. “I was just glad he didn’t make us re-do it. If he had I might have walked off the set.”
“What do you think was wrong with it?”
The car stopped and Mia cracked her eyes open. “Dan seemed—” Pain exploded along her entire right side, and the world spun as the car flipped. Shattering glass and a scream echoed in her ears as something wet dripped down her face. An object bit into her chest, and it took several seconds before she recognized the seatbelt holding her into her seat. The honking of horns and shouts echoed outside and then everything went black.