ElonaThe moment I stepped through the glass doors of VFS, the smell of hairspray, coffee, perfume, and fabric hit me. There was something almost comforting about it. The building was always alive in a way that made it difficult to think about anything outside of it, but also difficult to move past the fact that these girls know my life and Tristan…everything around it by now. People moved quickly from one room to another, garment bags hung from racks, assistants carried clipboards, models crossed the polished floor in heels, and somewhere in the background, a hair dryer roared continuously. Usually, I loved it, but today, I needed it. I needed the noise, something ordinary. I needed to pretend for a few hours that my life wasn’t sitting inside a courtroom.“Elona!” I turned around. One of the assistants waved me over.“Morning.”“Morning. You are needed upstairs for measurements.”“Already?” I asked in surprise.She laughed. “Apparently, you’re getting taller.”I smiled faintly. “I’d
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