The Man in the Ashes Chapter 2

During a break, I slipped back to the equipment room to grab a portrait lens I’d forgotten.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over me.

A familiar, woody cologne filled the air, wrapping around me.

My body went rigid. I turned, forcing a calm I didn't feel. "Is something wrong, Mr. Seret?"

He looked down at me, his gaze the same as it had always been.

I held my breath, my fingernails digging into my palms. Don't lose your cool.

"Nothing," he said, his voice smooth. "Just looking around."

His eyes were dark pools, a faint smile playing on his lips. "But you, Ms. Shen. What are you so nervous about?"

I hid my trembling right hand. "The camera is heavy. My hand starts to shake after holding it for so long."

"Is that so?"

I lowered my head. "If there's nothing else, Mr. Seret, I should get back to the set."

I didn't wait for a reply, just turned to leave.

"Ms. Shen," he called out, stopping me in my tracks. "If someone who betrayed you showed up in your life again, what would you do?"