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Sora sits backstage, flipping through the script in her hands.

'She never actually existed.'

'The people kept looking and looking, but in the end, they found nothing.'

'There is nobody behind the curtain. The figure given form through the people's ideas has finally dissipated.'

When Giovanna wrote the script to this point, she must have gone through the same thing I did: suddenly realizing she knew nothing about the real Texas.

But she finally understood, and decided to walk away.

But if she actually came to one of my performances, she'd be able to tell that I actually tweaked the style and some of the lines.

I figured it out too. When it comes to friendship, the last thing you need is to ask yourself if you're worthy of being someone's friend.

When will I see her again...?