บท 40: On Wards
"I hated you."
A weak and hoarse voice sounded, coming from Lia who has embodied Ella in her every being right now.
In most cases, actresses would have tried copying the original actress's performance. But to Lia's case it was completely different, she just followed what felt right at the moment. It was the same scene, the same lines... but somehow it has become a completely different story.
Her voice... sounded so afraid.
Unlike the original actress's desolate and cold voice, her interpretation was the exact opposite.
Her voice was shaking at the end of her line. That one tremor heard in her voice was felt by everyone in the room. For a moment there...
They felt her emotions - fear.
'Why is it that all of the options of emotions sadness, pain, anguish, regret, why is it fear that you chose to manifest?' Ms. Sasha suddenly asked in her head.
It is true most actresses would have chosen sorrow and pain as the emotion for that line, as it was the most obvious emotion to be felt at that exact moment. What made the original actress's interpretation unique and eye-catching to the audience was the way she incorporated desolation deep in her bones.
However, it was not the case to Lia. At that moment, she did not have a plan on her head. To be more exact, she was not thinking about anything, except that she was 'Ella'. She just followed what she could have done at that moment, as if it was a real scene in her life, where she is dying as Ella.
"Ella"
Eric on the side once again cried her name. This time however it was his voice's turn to shake.
The expression on his face could not be said to be much worse.
He covered his mouth so hard to stop himself from breaking down. Despite that his eyes tell another story. There was no wetness on his eyes, it was just full of reminiscing eyes.
The audience on the side watched this show performed by the two of them with varying reactions and emotions.
It was like watching two people passing a ticking time bomb to each other's arms, not knowing whose arm it will go off.
"But..."
Lia whose head was bowed all this time finally lifted her face, in which her expression can be seen by each and everyone.
It was..... too peaceful.
Her expression was too peaceful with only a tinge of sadness on her orbs.
"Not anymore"
She even managed to squeeze in a gentle smile on her face.... so unlike the original scene where the actress didn't even smiled at that moment.
That smile.... was not to be underestimated at all.
A simple twinge of change that Lia made the whole scene completely different.
Her gentle smile was full of longing paired with the little sadness on her eyes, her whole face was too complacent for a dying person with a pale complexion.
Her eyes drooped down a little and she made a shaky but calm sigh.
She looked up to the ceiling and closed her eyes as she basked in the air.
No, not probably the air. She was probably appreciating the remaining she had left.
"It's .... probably, your turn to hate me now ---"
Lia laid her head to the wall whilst saying those words. Her drooped down eyes finally looked straight.
Looking straight to the direction beside Eva's, her eyes clearly displayed serenity and almost .... satisfaction.
Rather than satisfaction, its as if.... she was telling 'Enough is enough'.
"And on wards."
At the drop of her voice, Eric's tears drop all so suddenly. However, he was not wailing, he cried silently, as if he doesn't want Lia's 'Ella' to hear his cry.
He gripped his mouth and jaws so tightly to make sure no sound comes out. His tears were falling like rain from his previously dry eyes.
"Thank you, for all this time."
'Ella' said it with full of serenity in her eyes, as if she .... really was going away.
Eva with the one who watched all of Lia's expression, felt real sadness. She even had a thought that she doesn't want to let Ella go to that faraway place.
Her whole body was filled with peacefulness, no, rather, she was succumbing to peace.
With that line, Eric's entire body fell on the floor forming a fetal position. His back was shaking from remorse.
"006 signing off - Ella"
'Ella' finally closed her eyes with a slight smile on her lips.
Eric dropped the communicator to the ground and grabbed his head, his cries finally coming out from his lips.
"El-Ellaa"
He continued to call out her name in between his hiccups.
He couldn't even say sorry. No, he purposely didn't say sorry, even though he was suppose to say that line from the script.
'Why?' The matured man named Andrei asked inside his head. It's not right if you didn't left out a line written in the script.
The answer to that question lies to thre- ah no, just two people, excluding one person who's mind is blank and was still embodying Ella.
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