Annie stood up, turned around, and went back upstairs without giving Oliver Hudson a second glance.
All their conversations felt like a business meeting, after which there was no interaction between the two.
Oliver Hudson looked up at Annie's retreating figure, his eyes narrowing slightly in a touch of loneliness as he turned and walked into the kitchen.
...
The next morning, when Annie came downstairs, Oliver Hudson had already left.
On the dining table, there was a prepared breakfast and a note next to it with the film crew's address and contact information.
In just one night, he had replaced the original cast member and managed to arrange everything.
That was something only Oliver Hudson could do.
Annie picked up the note, glanced at it, and started eating breakfast absentmindedly.
The rich milk paired with egg bread was her favorite, but now it tasted different from before.
