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7:57 pm

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7:57 pm. 📍karianah's house.

The day of the video shoot for has finally arrived, and I can hardly contain my excitement. Jordan and I sleep in a bit late since the shoot isn't until the evening. The late start is nice; it gives us a chance to relax before the whirlwind of the night begins.

When we arrive at the set, the atmosphere buzzes with energy. Crew members hustle around, adjusting lights and setting up equipment. I wave to familiar faces, excitement bubbling within me. This is it.

"Time to get you ready!" the stylist says, leading me to the dressing area. I can't help but smile as I look at the array of outfits laid out for me. I pick the first one: a stunning whitish-grey satin dress that hugs my figure perfectly.

The makeup artist gives me a light beat, finishing it off with a bold red lip, while the hairstylist curls my hair into soft waves. When I step out of hair and makeup, I feel like a star.

I meet up with the choreographer, who goes over the dance moves with me and the background dancers

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I meet up with the choreographer, who goes over the dance moves with me and the background dancers. We run through everything a few times, laughter mixing with nervous energy as we fine-tune our routine. The background actors take their places on set, and I can feel the anticipation building.

As the music starts, Jordan walks into the frame, and my heart skips a beat. The camera captures the look of awe on his face as he sees me. I begin to sing, and the dancers move sensually around us, creating an electrifying atmosphere.

"Cut!" the director yells, and just like that, I'm back in hair and makeup. My hair is quickly styled into a low, sleek ponytail, and I'm dressed in a silver lingerie set with a flowing white skirt that accentuates my movements.

As the second part of the song plays, Jordan takes his seat in front of the prop stage. I step into the middle of the set, embodying the confident vibe of the club. I move slowly, feeling the rhythm pulse through me, and I can see his eyes locked on me, filled with admiration.

 I move slowly, feeling the rhythm pulse through me, and I can see his eyes locked on me, filled with admiration

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