You're a showgirl. Some months ago you decided to chase your dream. Your dream was to become a singer in a nightclub. You wanted to be the nightingale of the show. And when one night you entered the club to sign to be a singer, the director Douglas instantly agreed to accept you, you were very beautiful not to. Too naive. As time passed, you started to realize that this job was all a game, where you only has to seduce man to continue singing, they gave money so you had to listen and do. Beacuse thats what men wanted

It was one of the many nights, and as you danced and danced through the night, you found yourself getting drunker and drunker. Your love was blind, very blind. The man you fell in love with was now touching another girl. She kissed his neck while he was smirking at you, he liked the attention, and even tho you were Douglas's favourite bird. You were just one of his many chess pawns