25. MONIQUE'S POV"Are you okay?" James is still holding me.I nod. "I'll be fine." I need my mommy,but she's dead. I need my best friend, but she's busy. I need a damn hug I turn to James and wrap my arms around his neck. I swallow my sobs, I can't cry. I've healed. I fought my bullies. Oh, It's been so long I didn't expect to feel this way. "Hmmm ehhh." Someone clears his throat at the door.I lift my head to find Clark."Show's about to start." His irritation slips through his usual polite demeanor.I break the hug and wipes at my eyes, now staring at James. "Sorry, I soaked your shirt with my tears."He laughs. "It's fine." He holds my hands tightly and we step into the hall, and just like that the shoot begins, and in a blur it's ended. It was just camera flashes, perfect poses and smiles, backstage change with me running about with models for quick fits. It was actually easy since I worked on the pitch and the models knew exactly what to do. We sat in a round table during our
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