AM MO

ty, filled with the soft hum of hair dryers, the shuffling of stiletto sho

ont of mirrors as their makeup artists worked their ma

cent of perfumes, hairsprays

of a mirror, her eyes glued to her phone. Her st

ves of chestnut hair, and her pristine g

ully applying the finishing

to glance at the mirro

you incompetent fool!" Her voice came

re, but Eleanor was notorious for her imp

s mess on my expensive face?" Eleanor

k in the make-up artist mouth as Eleanor gave her a thun

els, who had previously been murmuring to

tepped back, eyes w

sted in fury, her brea

as a make-up artist. Get out of my sight." Eleanor shoved her out of her

ned models, her expression shifting from anger to icy composure. She

g to hold, I hate stress." She picked up her handba

said, stepping into her pa

n eyebrow, her f

ked, her voice laced with a mi

ess. You might be the top model, but your temper and attitude are going to turn people

curved into a

o change, my popularity, my beauty, my money. Once you've gained more

elief. She opened her mouth to respond, but Eleanor had alread

Victoria muttered to herself as she

tly dabbing at the redness on her cheek with a tissue. The young makeup arti

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es fixed outside the window and her hands tightly clasped

and fear flooding her. She was finally going to see he

. Claire's breath caught in her throat. The sterile smell of antiseptic fill

e hastened her footsteps. When she reached h

tubes and machines, her face pale and innocent. Cla

ed and took her cold hand, pressing it to

g the best treatment. I'm glad I took this decision. I promise I would get

brushing her mother's hair from her face. The

bed and placed her mother

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S

ly friend sat in their favorite restaurant, the air filled

already a welcomed routine by Damian. Apart from the fact Eleanor

Damian preferred eating out he

orward, curiosi

r take on Eleanor's... aversion to giving birth? I mean, the whole s

ked at his friend. His expression was neutral, but th

complicated" H

t. But, honestly, it doesn't matter to me. As long as we get

derstanding but r

doesn't it bothe

ut what I want, it's about securing the future of t

th formed an

g your sister? I know

face da

er scent. Her name isn't even in the country's database, no trace, no records. I

g the frustration in his friend

o give up on her search no matter what

they clicked thei

DEN'S R

feeding her five years old brother, Alex, h

Amelia? I want something different

brushing his hair

" She whispered, trying to hide the worry in her eyes. Sh

Amelia admired him. The sound of he

ent, eyes glinting with mischief. She leaned aga

et you something?" A

e, resting her back ag

ney, it's just a vicious cycle. You know why

ack, and then I'll steal again and you'd sti

ks, isn't it?" Lisa in

" Amelia said and turned to cle

this house, you're welcome maid" Lisa rol