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Chapter 7: Face to Face with my bully

Autor: Michelle
last update Fecha de publicación: 2026-10-10 03:47:39

River’s POV

“How long have you been modeling?” the woman seated on Kehlani’s left asked, flipping through the pages of my portfolio.

“I started two years ago,” I answered, keeping my voice steady despite the pair of blue eyes fixed on me.

I could feel Kehlani studying me. Her gaze lingered on my face for a moment before traveling down to my shoes, and I resisted the urge to smile.

So, she hadn’t recognized me. Of course, she wouldn’t. The girl she remembered had been a completely differ
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