Lily’s eyes widened. “You want me to enter?”
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“You think so?”
“Only if your mother agrees.”
She immediately turned to me. “Mom?”
“Let him finish,” I said, though I was struggling not to smile.
“The contest has a junior category,” Max explained. “The winner receives professional headshots, a place in an acting workshop, and a small screen test.”
“A real screen test?”
Lily’s cheeks turned pink again.
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“A real one,” he said. “But it isn’t a promise of fame. Acting takes discipline, patience, and respect for other people’s boundaries—especially when security guards tell you no.”
Lily’s cheeks turned pink again. “I understand.”
“This isn’t a reward for sneaking away,” he added. “It’s an opportunity to do something properly.”
Angela stepped forward. “If your mother approves, I’ll send her the official entry information.”
Lily squeezed my hand. This time, she didn’t demand an answer.
Hope entered her face without pushing me out.
