"Today, amidst his intoxication, he heard Eliza confess with her own lips. That overwhelming feeling surged forth, leading him to react according to his body's instincts," Director Dayne's gaze was filled with profound admiration. "I originally thought this part of the original work was a bit odd, but watching your performance today, I realized what was off."
Maeve Lane adjusted her disheveled collar, took a deep breath, and lifted her head.
Her expression returned to its usual calm demeanor, with only her slightly flushed earlobes hinting at recent events.
