---- Don't get ahead of yourself." "Exactly. You might be Mrs. Gleason now, but see those Lennons over there? Come on, we all know who's getting that." "Oh, please, you won one measly Best Actress award. How about a little humility for once?" Jenny stomped her feet in frustration. "Just you wait! You'll all be eating your words soon enough!" She shot me a venomous glare. "Enjoy your little victory while it lasts. We'll see who's laughing when you're crawling in shame!" She spat in disgust, stepped right up to me, and shoved me hard. I staggered, lost my balance, and banged my knee hard against the corner of the table. Sharp pain shot through me, bringing tears to my eyes. But Conrad, who'd promised to protect me, just looked the other way and let her do whatever she wanted. ---- I looked down, trying to push back the ache building in my chest. Suddenly, the lights in the banquet hall went dark, unveiling the film's true leading lady. "Let's hear it for... Jenny Swisher! And a special shout-out to Jeremy Landon, our top screenwriter with over 10 billion dollars in box office earnings. This time, he didn't take a single penny for the script. "In fact, he put in 300 million dollars just to get Jenny as his star in his new film. Because she's his one and only leading lady, his muse!" Jenny stepped onto the stage, grabbed the microphone, and mocked, "Jean, you still can't beat me at anything after all these years. You loser! Standing on the center stage under the spotlight, Jenny soaked up the attention, reveling in her victory. I looked up at Conrad beside me. He held my hand, yet his eyes shone with nothing but joy for Jenny. ---- He finally saw her get everything she'd ever wanted. My eyes darkened, and a bitter laugh welled up inside me. The day before, I had come across Jeremy's script in the study at the Lennon residence. The title page said, "For my one and only leading lady, Jenny Swisher."