It had been three days since Monica last saw Spencer.
Three days since the fight with Liam.
Spencer had done an excellent job avoiding her, parading around with Adriana like nothing ever happened. The sight of them—everywhere—had become almost routine. As if the universe wanted to punish her with reminders.
On the third day of fashion week, Monica walked the runway. Not just walked—she owned it. The applause still echoed in her head. Her popularity had doubled overnight.
She even chuckled when she saw the nickname splashed across the headlines:
“The Artist’s Favourite.”
Right. As if that name didn’t carry a sting. Spencer's favorite. That's what the name actually meant but lately, it seems this wasn't true.
The fashion week would be over in a few days. She would go back to her real life—whatever pieces of it remained. Still, brands had begun to circle her again. Campaign offers, feature requests. Her manager was already negotiating new contracts.
Just a few things remained to be done.
