"I think I'll just wait out here," Ivy murmured with a slight twist of her eyes, her expression laced with hesitation, "It might be awkward if I go in. Why don't you head in, and I'll just hang back here?"
Balfour's gaze deepened with resolve as he insisted that Ivy get out of the car and accompany him inside.
Giselle had called earlier to say there was a prop malfunction during the shoot that resulted in her getting hurt. She wanted Balfour to come over and check on her.
Being a man of principle and loyalty to his friends, Balfour felt obliged to visit.
If Ivy stayed outside now, she might overthink things and worry. It seemed better to have her witness everything firsthand, obviating the need for explanations.
"Balfour..." Ivy trailed behind him reluctantly, her anxiety building with each step.
The mere thought of encountering an intimate scene between Giselle and Balfour sent a wave of discomfort through her.
Still, Balfour tugged her along into the studio.
It was only upon entering that they realized the place was deserted, eerily quiet.
Why wasn't there a soul in sight?
If there had truly been an accident with the props, how could the set be so silent?
Balfour scanned the area, a flicker of confusion in his eyes, and led Ivy to Giselle's dressing room.
"Happy Birthday!"
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