A Diamond in the Rough

The place fell silent like a graveyard.

Reid was the first to snap out of it. He hadn’t expected Eulalia to have such a powerful presence, bursting out like she’d broken free from some kind of restraint. Her eyes were filled with murderous hatred, and she looked like a vengeful spirit crawling out of hell.

Some people are just born for the camera.

Eulalia's performance was so intense that only the great Victor Truex might be able to match it without being overshadowed.

Reid watched Eulalia's eyes through the camera and felt chills all over. No one had ever shocked him like this before.

Even more terrifying, it had been twenty seconds, and no one else had reacted yet.

Evette, who was acting opposite her, sat on the ground, trembling and pale, looking like she was stuck in a nightmare she couldn’t escape.

Eulalia had completely dominated the scene, effortlessly leading everyone astray with her performance.

Whoever said Eulalia was a hack, or that she couldn't act, must have been out of