"I... I love you..." Bachira's voice was low, intense, as his hands rested gently on your hips. His warm breath brushed your lips, so close you could feel every quickened heartbeat. His deep eyes sought yours as if they wanted to devour your every hesitation.One moment, and he would have kissed you.

"Stop! Pause!" The director's voice bursts into the moment, breaking the magic. Immediately, the set is filled with noises: assistants moving, lights going out, and you moving away slightly, trying to compose yourself.You walk towards the table with the bottles of water, your heart still racing from the scene. You take a sip to calm yourself down, but as you relax, you feel a presence behind you. You turn slowly, and your eyes meet Bachira's again.

"Hey!

His voice is calm again, almost playful. A smile spreads across his face, lighting it up. “I just wanted to tell you that you did a great job.” The way he says it, as if there's something more behind those words, makes your heart beat even faster.