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Chapter 101

Author: ZennaFlakes
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-29 18:42:14

Angel stood frozen.

That… was the longest Monica had ever spoken to her. Not with polite smiles or backstage nods. But with truth—raw and stripped bare.

Angel had always told herself Monica was just a proud bitch. Aloof. Perfect on purpose. The kind of girl who acted like she had everything handed to her.

But now?

It was like the floor under that belief cracked.

She didn’t look proud. She looked tired. Tired of pretending, tired of carrying it all without snapping.

Angel’s throat tightened.

She thought about the way she used to laugh with the other models, whispering behind Monica’s back. Rolling her eyes anytime Monica got featured. She used to think Monica deserved the criticism—because it must be easy for someone like her.

But it wasn’t.

It never had been.

Her fists clenched at her sides.

She turned to head back down the hall when she saw someone staring—an old janitor, maybe in his sixties, leaning slightly on his broom, blinking at her like she was part of a movie scene.

“What?”
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