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Chapter 49.5

Penulis: Tarina
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Olivia

The split second of silent awe before the cameras clicked always filled me with power—a raw, intoxicating sense of belonging and control. That pause right before the chaos? It reminded me that I could evoke a reaction this massive just by doing what I love.

My steady, rhythmic steps were confident—each one echoing on the marble beneath my heels. The lights blazed hot and bright, the cameras flashing nonstop, the strobes practically branding my skin with every step I took.

When I started this, my heart used to pound so violently, I thought it might burst out of my chest. But now? Now I was the pulse of the runway itself. I didn’t just walk it—I owned it.

I twirled gracefully, showing off the signature Éclat Rue two-piece Luminari i had on. It was stunning. Bold. Tailored to perfection. And the crowd? They lost their minds. I didn’t know a bunch of high-fashion daddy snobs could cheer like drunk teenage schoolgirls, but here we were.

Most newbie models were stiff as cardboard—fac
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