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had healed, including parts of his face, but he still had a long way to go. He could function just like a healthy person. The only thing he really couldn‘t do, for the sake of his sanity was look in any mirrors.
Two days after the operations started, Carlos was in a hospital room, picking up a celebrity-gossip magazine to read. He was shocked to see his story on the cover.
ACTOR CARLOS ROMAN WAS SET ON FIRE! POLICE ARE GOING CRAZY LOOKING FOR HIS ATTACKERS BEFORE THEY TARGET ANOTHER SUPERSTAR!
Below those lines there were a few more details of Carlos‘ story and then the story continued on page forty-two of the magazine. To Carlos‘ dismay, everyone thought that his success as an actor was the reason why he was attacked, that some jealous celebrity was behind the whole thing. Carlos knew the truth. He knew Constantine was responsible, but before another superstar‘s career was ruined because of these rumors, he called a reporter at a celebrity-gossip TV show and made it clear that he knew who had done this to him, and it wasn‘t any of his colleagues.
“Spotlight, the Show, this is Winifred Hurst. How may I help you?” “This is Carlos Roman.” Now he could speak clearly. “Oh, my God, Carlos Roman, how are you doing?”
Raymond, one of her fellow reporters, was sitting right beside her, and he couldn‘t believe his ears when he heard Carlos Roman‘s name. “What?” and then whispered, “Put the phone on speaker! I want to listen to this!”
Winifred did as told.
Carlos knew he was on speakerphone, but he didn‘t mind. Quite the opposite, he wanted everyone to hear what he had to say. “I just want to clarify that I know who did this to me. I can‘t accuse the person yet because I have no proof against him or her, but it wasn‘t‘ anyone in Hollywood!”
“You‘re saying none of your fellow actors is responsible for this.”
“That‘s exactly what I‘m saying. I just don‘t want anyone‘s reputation to be tarnished just because no one knows who did this to me except for me and the person who did it.”
“It‘s very nice of you to call us and straightening this out for us because we were worried. I mean everyone that knows you in Hollywood acknowledge that you became one of the biggest superstars overnight, but we didn‘t even want to think that any of your colleagues did this!”
“I just wanted to clear that up. Just know that one of these days, very soon, the truth will come out. Also I wanted to let my fans know that I will be ok, and I will be back, although I don‘t know when.”
“Ok, thank you, Carlos. We hope that we will indeed see you soon. Take care, ok?” “I will. Thank you.” Carlos hung up.
Robinson arrived at Carlos‘ room at that very moment. “Oh, my God…!” Carlos didn‘t know he was there, so he jumped at the sound of his voice and then turned his face to look at him. Robinson took Carlos‘ face in his hand and said, “Tell me your eyes are natural and you can see me.”
“Yes, they are natural, and yes, I can see you. The first thing that was restored even before all these grueling operations began was my eyes. I just can‘t believe that Constantine went this far.”