Whispers of Fate

chapter 10

Arianna POV:

A few weeks had passed since my coffee

with Adele, and life had taken on a

surreal quality. The photoshoot went

incredibly well; Adele was pleased with

the results, and the company had already

booked me for several more high-profile

projects. Despite the excitement, I

couldn't shake the feeling that I was

living in a dream, one that I didn't want

to wake up from.

Adele and I had settled into a

comfortable rhythm during our shoots.

We'd chat between takes, sometimes

about work, sometimes about life. I

noticed the way she'd find reasons to

linger near me, the way her gaze would

occasionally drift in my direction,

lingering just a bit too long. There was an

undeniable chemistry between us, and

while it thrilled me, it also scared me. I

had to remind myself constantly that she

was my idol, someone I admired from

afar, not someone I could get close to.

Not like that.

But Adele had a way of making that line

blur, of making me forget about the

boundaries I'd set for myself.

One afternoon, after a particularly long

shoot, Adele suggested we grab a drink. I

hesitated at first, wondering if it was a

good idea. But her smile was so inviting,

and I couldn't resist the temptation to

spend more time with her outside of

work.

We ended up at a small, upscale bar not

too far from the studio. It was quiet,

intimate, the perfect place to unwind. We

found a secluded corner, and as we sat

down, I couldn't help but feel the buzz of

excitement that always accompanied

being in her presence.

"So," Adele said, swirling her drink in

her hand. "Tell me, Arianna, how's life

treating you now that you're the new hot

photographer in town?"

I laughed, feeling a bit self-conscious.

"It's been... different. In a good way,

mostly. But it's still hard to believe

sometimes, you know?"

She nodded, her eyes softening. "I get

that. It can be overwhelming. But you're

handling it well. You're talented,

Arianna. You deserve this."