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Chapter Thirty-Three

OUR D-DAY

 

WE ONLY HAD A LITTLE time together on Sunday before the whirlwind began. Sophie arrived first with our clothes. The makeup artist and hairstylist showed up shortly after and began to work on getting me camera ready for Hollywood.

“Do I need to get you a sedative?” Sophie asked. She was scowling down at me with her arms folded across her chest.

I looked down at my lap to find I’d destroyed a napkin, shredding it into hundreds of pieces. Drawing in a deep breath, I tried to center myself, but it wasn’t helping.

“Maybe?”

She sighed and uncrossed her arms. “Cissy, can you give us a few minutes?”

I caught her smile in the mirror as she set down the brush. “Sure. I need to get something from my car anyway.”

Sophie stepped forward and took my hand in hers. “I know it’s scary.”

“I wasn’t expecting this to happen.” I held my hands out and watched them shake.

She gave me a small smile and wrapped her hands around mine. “It was bound to happen. Tonight is a lot to take
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