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"Tell me what you think is so bad about yourself." I stared at my reflection, scrutinizing what I saw. "I'm too skinny, and I have no boobs." "That's not true. You have boobs, they're just not huge." "My hair is boring. It doesn't do anything. It's long and straight and black… and I hate it." "My hair is straight and black… do you hate it?" "No, it looks sexy on you." "It looks great on you too, cupcake." "My eyes are gray… they're so flat and… uncolorful."

In front of the mirror she poured out her moisturizing cream into her palms and slowly massaged her face, the one thing she didn't joke with was her physical looks, looking good was her favorite thing to do. As Sabeerah laid down on the bed, she went through social media and made a post on Instagram then she went off and checked WhatsApp, Hannah and Umama were talking excitedly about a fashion show that was to hold next week. Sabeerah rolled her eyes, she knew this was another outing that she'll be forced to attend. She sent a message to Matt before switching off her phone and keeping it aside. Sleep didn't come easily as usual so she got off her bed and went downstairs to make a cup of tea.

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he suggests. I purse my lips and pull the iPad on the desk closer to me. I open up my calendar. I had four calendars that needed to work in tandem. I had mine, Rae's, Poppy's, the figurehead of The Howard Holdings Company, Audrey Ellis, my fun brunette persona when I wanted to forget my life for a while, and my reclusive ginger Frankie James. Frankie was never on my calendar, unfortunately. Audrey only makes appearances because she was more or less my alter ego for the gentlemen's club, Eve. And realistically, Rae and Poppy are the same person. Poppy is just to save face for Rae. I'd always be Rae Spencer no matter how much I tried to run away from that life.

I pinned my gaze on her and asked, “Do you always come with someone interesting?” “My question, Linden.” “My name is Gabe Linden.” “Gabe short for Gabriel?” “Yes.” “So, Gabriel. Tell me what did you find out about me.” “You have twenty million followers on I*******m. You founded Star Cosmetics and Star Activewear. You became one of the youngest self-made billionaires.” “Wow.” She didn’t look impressed with my findings. “People look at me as one of those repo kids, and you don’t?” “Self-made, Estelle.”

Her nails clicked against the screen with an irritating noise. “Of course you know. But don’t worry. I’ll help jog your memory.” She pressed a button. Inst*gr*m Live. Alaya’s stomach dipped. Within seconds, hearts and comments began flooding the bottom of the screen. Thousands of people were tuning in. Live. From her house.

Nine o'clock in the morning. Abigail livestreamed in the name of the company releasing a new product, and she had Makenna as the host. "Hello everyone, I am Makenna, a designer from Sunrise Group..." Makenna was a bit shy facing the camera for the first time, but still greeted everyone with the utmost enthusiasm.

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She was wearing one of her old clothes; a pair of jeans which outlined her slim legs and tiny waist and a black top which showed the creamy skin just above her waistline. Aidan found his mouth water and he stood there gulping at the delectable sight in front of him. He had almost forgotten how wonderful she looked in her usual attire. Damn! Her hair was wet from the shower and even from such a distance he could smell her. She smelled of peaches. She always smelled of peaches.

I answered hesitantly. "Mm nice name, this on my left is Elisa and this on my right is Hailey." She said with a wide smile. Everything about them was so damn wrong and what was with such a setup, it was like a freaking clique movie where all blonds were rich popular kids. Damn, their bodies too were the actual deal out of a teen movie drama, slim and tall. My guess was that they were like those in mean girls. "Can I ask you something?" I asked softly.