INICIAR SESIÓNCalista had gone completely still beside me. The next video appeared before anyone could recover. This time, the footage showed the staircase where she had pushed me six years ago. I watched my younger self stumble backward, my body losing balance as I fell down the stairs. Calista stood at the to
ELENA POV I smiled and continued "Bold represents the strength we discover when life refuses to go according to plan," I explained. "It represents the courage to stand tall when the world expects you to fall, to embrace every scar, every mistake, and every unexpected turn that shapes us into who
ELENA'S POV My eyes moved toward Calista, and I couldn't help the smile that tugged at my lips when I saw her struggling to maintain her composure. She was standing beside me, dressed in the beautiful gown she had been so proud of moments ago, but the confidence she had displayed on the runway was
I swallowed, trying to keep my expression pleasant. Who was she? Why hadn't I seen this design backstage? And why did I suddenly feel as though my own dress had become ordinary? The announcer's voice rose above the music, commanding the attention of the entire hall. "And now, ladies and gentlemen
CALISTA POV Every eye was on me. I could feel it in the way the audience leaned forward, in the flashes of cameras following my every movement, and in the admiration written across the faces of people seated in the front rows. The moment I stepped onto the runway, something inside me lifted. This
A few models laughed, and I returned my attention to the mirror, perfectly satisfied. I was Calista Morgan. I had become an internationally recognized model and actress, and my popularity was only growing. This launch would take me even further, and I intended to make the most of it. My thoughts d







