Although Kiki Sutton isn't very famous, she's been in the entertainment circle for two years, and most people still know her.
"What are you doing here?" a woman next to Ivy asked.
"I'm her family," Kiki tossed her bag onto the bench in the section meant for Melody Thorne's family, staring down those women, "Something wrong?"
"No... nothing," the woman nudged Ivy's arm.
"What's there to panic about," Ivy sneered, "Just a washed-up actress who'll never make it."
"Kiki," Melody Thorne's eyes were a bit red. She saw what had happened yesterday and realized how much Kiki had suffered.
In both this life and the last, she had protected Kiki as much as she could, never mentioning her own hardships.
"Alright, alright, just pretend you didn't see me," Kiki covered herself with her hand and sat in the front row, clearly to show her support.
"Alright, everyone take your positions," Director Irving called up to the stage, "Ready..."
