Our Love Story • Luka Couffaine

|Chapter 26|

CHAPTER TWENTY SIX:

(Y/N) sat in the back of the auditorium, her eyes fixed on the stage where her best friend Zoé Lee and her co-actor Luka Couffaine were rehearsing for the upcoming musical play.

She watched them silently, a content smile playing on her lips.

It was a surreal experience for her to witness her words come to life, to see her characters embodied by her friends.

She had poured her heart and soul into writing the script, with the assistance of Marc, and now it was slowly taking shape.

As she watched, her attention was captivated by Luka.

His voice resonated through the theater as he passionately sang his lines, his acting so convincing that it felt as if he was speaking directly to (Y/N).

She couldn't help but be drawn to him, the way he effortlessly portrayed his character, declaring vows of love.

It felt as though he was confessing his love to her, and her heart fluttered at the thought.

"(Y/N)? Earth to (Y/N)~"

Lost in her imagination, (Y/N) was abruptly brought back to reality when Zoé snapped her fingers in front of her face.

Blinking rapidly, she refocused her gaze, realizing that the practice was already over.

Zoé and Luka stood in front of them, waiting for (Y/N) and her daydreaming to catch up.

(Y/N) quickly stood up and enveloped Zoé in a tight bear hug, her excitement evident.

"You were amazing out there. Bravo, my talented babe." she exclaimed, playfully teasing her about her acting skills. "Could've used more emotion though."

"Whatever you say." Zoé rolled her eyes, well aware of (Y/N)'s playful nature and the genuine praise hidden behind her words.

Luka watched the interaction between the two friends, a smile playing on his lips.

He grabbed a nearby towel to wipe off the sweat from his face, still catching his breath from the intense rehearsal.

"(Y/N), the script was perfect," he complimented, his eyes sparkling with admiration. "I don't know how you managed to capture the essence of the characters so perfectly."

Blushing at the unexpected compliment, (Y/N) replied, "Thank you, Luka. I'm just glad you liked it." She couldn't help but feel a rush of happiness at his words.

As if on cue, Luka recited a line from their script, and (Y/N) found herself instinctively repeating it with him, their voices blending together in perfect harmony.

Zoé watched them, surprised by the synchronicity.

"(Y/N), how did you do that? How did you know the line?" Zoé asked, her curiosity piqued.

Chuckling, (Y/N) explained, "Well, I wrote the scripts, woman— So I know every line by heart. It's become second nature to me."

Zoé nodded, impressed by her friend's dedication and involvement in the play.

She glanced at Luka, who seemed equally amazed, and then back at (Y/N) with a mischievous grin. "I guess we're in good hands with you as our scriptwriter. You've created something truly magical this time— Ma'am Larry Luz would be proud."

(Y/N)'s heart swelled with pride and joy, grateful for the opportunity to see her story come alive and to share this experience with her friends.

As they laughed and discussed their favorite moments from the rehearsal, (Y/N) couldn't help but steal glances at Luka, her feelings for him growing stronger with every passing day.

The atmosphere backstage was filled with tension as two figures, Chloé and Lila, whispered conspiratorially in the shadows.

They had been harboring envy and resentment towards (Y/N), and now they were determined to sabotage everything she had worked so hard for—the musical play that brought her joy and fulfillment.

Chloé smirked wickedly as she explained her plan to Lila. "We'll make sure (Y/N) pays for stealing the spotlight. She thinks she can bask in the glory of her script and the admiration of everyone? Not if we have anything to say about it."

Lila nodded, a devious glint in her eyes. "We'll crush her dreams and expose her for the fraud she is. Let's teach her a lesson she'll never forget."

Meanwhile, on the stage, (Y/N), Zoé, and Luka had finished their lunches and decided to put in some extra practice. Zoé noticed that Luka seemed a bit off in his positioning and turned to (Y/N) for assistance.

"(Y/N), can you help Luka with his footwork? Something seems off," Zoé requested, trusting her best friend's keen eye and attention to detail.

(Y/N) happily obliged, eager to assist her friends. They made their way to the stage, unaware of the impending danger that awaited them.

As (Y/N) focused on adjusting Luka's footwork, little did she know that Lila was already positioned at the front, ready to give Chloé the signal.

The plan was set in motion. Chloé swiftly cut the rope holding one of the sandbags suspended above the stage.

Time seemed to slow down as the sandbag plummeted towards the unsuspecting (Y/N).

Engrossed in her conversation with Luka, she remained oblivious to the impending disaster that lurked above.

"(Y/N) LOOK OUT!!"

Zoé's instincts kicked in, and in a split second, she recognized the danger. She screamed (Y/N)'s name, desperately urging her to get out of harm's way.

Without hesitation, Zoé propelled herself towards (Y/N), pushing her aside just in time to save her from the falling sandbag.

The sandbag crashed down with a thud, missing its intended target but striking Zoé with a powerful blow. She crumpled to the ground, unconscious and motionless.

Silence fell over the stage as everyone's attention shifted from their own worlds to the devastating scene before them.

Panic and concern filled the air as cast and crew members rushed towards Zoé's side, desperately seeking help and calling for medical assistance.

(Y/N) stood frozen, shock and horror etched across her face.

"Zoé...? ZOÉ!!"

As chaos enveloped the once-harmonious atmosphere, (Y/N) vowed to uncover the truth behind the incident.

The sinister plot had succeeded in momentarily shattering her happiness, but it also ignited a fire within her—a determination to protect her friends and ensure that justice prevailed.

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