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Eloise Harrington was the CEO at Harrington Communication Inc. it was her family business. Her dad passed it on to her since she was the only child. She had to fight like hell for it, her father was a bit of a misogynist and didn't think his daughter could run the company. It took a while for him to agree but here she is 5 years later.
She was 27 and didn't have much time to live her life. It was something she liked but also hated. She wanted to be in love with someone, sure she had some random hook ups but those were just for fun and nothing serious. Her mother would push her to find someone but she never listened. The only reason was because she would push for Eloise to find a husband when she knew her daughter was very much gay.
Eloise didn't spend much time with her mother for that reason. Her father was a misogynist yes, but he never brought up her sexuality, it was like a don't see, don't hear situation. Her childhood was not the best. She was basically raised by nanny's, her mom too busy at the country club with her friends and her dad too busy with his secretary.
She mostly kept to herself, she wasn't an extrovert like her mother was. Being in the public eye was the only thing she hated about her job. She was always so private, the public knowing little to nothing about her. They saw her but the didn't know her. To them she was just a mysterious CEO.
She had been invited to the Met Gala that year, the theme being fashion in the age of technology. She at first wasn't going to go, but there was a little bit of her that was curious as to what went down inside the Met. So she spent a few month coming up with a design for her dress with the people at Louis Vuitton.
When the day came, people were surprised to see her there. She had a blast, she thought to herself "why don't I come to these kinds of things often." She danced all night long, with anyone who would dance with her. But when she came back from a quick bathroom break she bumped into a beautiful woman. She apologized quickly stuttering like a loser, the woman really took her breath away. They introduced themselves, she quickly learned the woman's name, Taylor.
They talked for a bit more, learning more about each other. Eloise hadn't known of her but she was glad she met her that day. Taylor was already a bit tipsy so after a little more time of talking she took Eloise's hand and danced with her. The flash of somebodies phone turning off signaling they were recoding them, which they didn't seem to mind they just messed around for the camera.
That night Taylor left with Eloise. They were lucky they weren't caught. That night they didn't sleep. The next day Taylor was still at Eloise's house. They spent the day talking, sharing some childhood stories. "You don't need to pity me. What happened in the past is in the past. It's mainly the reason i'm so private. Theres a part of me that wants to open up but i'm afraid. I have been wanting to make an instagram you know? But also keep things as private as possible."
"I get it. And you should make an instagram. It's fun and the secrecy is quite hot."
So she did. Her first post was her met gala outfit. Not a lot of people caught on to who she was at first. But every passing day she would gain hundreds of followers. Taylor and her kept talking, meeting in secret. They were developing feeling for each other and they both liked the secrecy.
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