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Eva didn’t follow soaps, not in the way a fan would.
But she did do her research and was well aware of how captivating Laney Allen was on screen. Eyes shining as she delivered dramatic lines and put far-fetched schemes into play, somehow imbuing it all with such humanity that it made her magnetic to watch.
The knowledge hadn’t prepared Eva for meeting her in person. Thank God there had been no opportunity to speak, as Eva is sure she would have made a fool of herself.
Lainey Allen's gaze swept over her once, then returned to touch on her a moment longer as Harry explained Eva would be her new publicist before ushering her and Jason towards the photo shoot set up a few feet away. Eva’s eyes followed them. Watching the practiced ease with which Lainey moves from pose to pose for the photographer. Delivering convincing smiles, looking up at her co-star with adoration. Her head tilted just so for her best angle.
Lainey Allen was a woman who knew exactly what she was doing and was very, very good at it.