eynold
n the city's arts district. The space was minimalist and chic,
mpsuit, my long brown hair tied back in a loose ponytail, my fa
who used to be an editor at Vogue, was reviewing a do
isitors personally?" she asked, a hint of concer
some shows, the main cha
ntos swept in, surrounded by an entourage, looking lik
erfectly coiffed, a practiced, demure smile on her fa
greet them. "Miss Santos,
r eyes scanning the studio a
ed on me. I was adj
ished, replaced by undisg
he demanded, her voice sharp
Ms. Price, for Miss Santos's shoot, we don't want any irrelevant, distra
ing and turned to face
ynolds, you just don't give up, do you? Rejected by Damien, and now you're tryi
aking sure everyone in
nt at Aurora's studio, you could steal a few tricks t
women behind
kind of detached amusement.
hed?" I asked,
e? You're a rejected Omega. Who gave you the right to speak to me like that? Do
, I don't care how she got in here. Get her out. Now! I d
he studio watched us, th
she walked over and stood be
d serious. "Miss Santos, I believe you may
e to Aurora Studio. I am the
lightly, gesturing toward
ear and sharp, echoing
s Kaci Reynolds. My boss. And the
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