Episode 51
All the while, hidden cameras discreetly documented their every move, capturing the urgency of their journey. In the hospital chamber, Sandra lay on the cot, her face pale and her lips devoid of color, looking even more fragile than before. As Elijah stepped into the space, she was about to greet him when her gaze fell on the bouquet that Oliver carried subtly behind his back. Her eyes lit up with happiness. “They’re stunning!” she murmured with a faint but heartfelt grin. Cautiously, she tried to sit upright, using her elbows for support. “Please, stay still,” Elijah insisted, quickly moving to assist her.
He gently cradled her head, easing her back onto the cushion with great care. At that moment, Ms. Sophia entered, carrying Sandra’s prescribed medication, observing the tender interaction. She approached swiftly, her tone lined with worry. “You need proper rest. ‘Blazing Sun’ is about to kick off production. How do you intend to join the team if you’re not well? We can’t risk breaching the agreement because of your condition.”
Oliver placed the flowers next to her cot and silently exited. Sandra reached out, her fingers softly brushing the petals as she smiled faintly at Ms. Sophia. “You fret too much, Ms. Sophia.” Elijah’s expression tightened in contemplation, his voice low yet careful as he touched on a sensitive topic. “Maybe… it’s time to think about stepping away from the spotlight. I can take care of anything you need. If performing is still your passion, perhaps transitioning into a producer’s role would suit you…” Sandra shook her head, her smile persistent but her eyes resolute.
“I’m not like Elizabeth, Elijah. I can’t imagine relying on someone else. Be it the James family or anyone else, they all seem to believe I’m after your wealth…” Cutting her off, Elijah declared firmly, “Sandra, I’ve never thought that, and you shouldn’t let their judgments bother you.” Sandra lowered her gaze, a wistful smile tugging at her lips. “Even if I manage to block out their gossip, I can’t seem to silence my own doubts. I’ve always felt unsure around you. You radiate brilliance, while I feel like a simple bloom in the background. Acting… it gives me a sense of worth, making me feel like I deserve to be near you, even if only as an ally…” Her voice faded, now softer, tinged with the same weariness mirrored in her demeanor. “I understand,” Elijah finally said, breaking the silence with a nod of acknowledgement. He found it hard to deny her wishes, unlike with others. Carefully, he adjusted the quilt around Sandra, tucking her in snugly, and advised gently, “Follow the doctor’s orders. I’ll be concerned if your health falters. And remember, I respect your choices. Outside of acting, let Ms. Sophia manage the trivial matters. If it becomes too much for her, I’ll step in to support you.” Ms. Sophia, listening quietly, heaved a deep sigh. “Sandra is far too trusting to handle their manipulative games.
