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Chapter 11: The Photoshoot

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Ava

~~~

I can't stop thinking about the car that almost hit me.

There's a familiarity to it that reminds me of the past. But what?

My thoughts are silenced by a thick cloud of hairspray my stylist, Brianna, seems to be using to try and kill me.

As I cough she tsks, “Get used to it, Miss Allard. You’ll be in my dressing room more often from now on.”

Oliver drove me straight to the luxury studio, one owned by Sinclair’s family. It looks more like a hotel than a studio with high ceilings and chandeliers dropping down from them.

Brianna looks like the sort of person who belongs in the styling chair, not the person who should be doing the styling; with flawless Carmel skin and a sleek auburn bob that frames her heart-shaped face and suits her warm brown eyes.

But as the cloud of hairspray clears, I look in the mirror and realize I might belong in this chair just as much as her.

“Is that… me?”

Her reflection grins, “ Yes ma'am. You're looking at the new and improved Ava
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