(Amber's POV)
"That awesome photographer... is me," I declared, watching Shannon's expression shift from surprise to disbelief.
She scoffed, tossing her honey-colored hair over her shoulder. "You expect me to believe that? The mysterious master who shot Sophia's breakthrough spread?"
I leaned back in my chair, unfazed by her skepticism. "Believe what you want."
Shannon crossed her arms, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against her sleeve. "Everyone knows you're just a spoiled pack heiress playing with cameras."
"Is that so?" I kept my voice level, though Cora growled softly beneath my skin.
"I specifically chose *Moon* magazine for my comeback because I wanted to work with that photographer," Shannon continued, her voice growing passionate. "That artist captured something in Sophia that no one else could see."
This revelation surprised me. I hadn't realized Shannon admired my work so deeply.
"I even approached Jessica about it," she admitted. "But she wouldn't tell me who
