chapter 12: The contract

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Adeline.

Thursday. The days were blurring together, and time seemed to be flying by. Tomorrow was the big day – contract signing! I was beyond excited but also ridiculously nervous.

Sitting in my studio, I stared blankly at my work, unable to focus. Elena, Eryx, Ethan... everything swirled in my head. I glanced at my watch; 10:30 already!

I needed a break. Grabbing my phone, I opened our group chat.

"Food at Crave Café is awesome. How about lunch there today?"

Liv responded instantly. "Always ready for food!"

Me: "Soph?"

No answer.

Liv jumped in. "Wait, I'll call!"

I reacted with a thumb-up emoji. A few minutes later, Soph joined the conversation and agreed.

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As I waited for the girls at Crave Café, my phone buzzed. Ethan.

"I want to talk!"

I rolled my eyes. What now?

I ignored the message, but my phone started ringing. Ethan again.

Sighing, I texted him. "What?"

"Need to talk!" he replied.

"Im busy!" I shot back, tossing my phone on the table.

Just then, Liv and Soph walked in. "There!" one of them said, smiling.

Ethan texted again, but I ignored him. Not today.

Lunch with the girls was just what I needed. We laughed, caught up, and for a brief moment, I forgot about Ethan's drama and tomorrow's pressure.

As we parted ways, I felt revitalized, ready to tackle whatever came next.

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I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as tomorrow's schedule replayed in my head.

"Tomorrow's the big day!" I exclaimed, tossing my pillow into the air.

My baby, Ethereal Dream, was going to shine at Elite Fashion House.

Elena believes in me, and I won't let her down.

Suddenly, doubts crept in.

What if I trip on the way there or spill coffee on my dress?

I shook my head.

Nope, not thinking about that!

I've poured my heart and soul into this.

My fashion dreams take flight tomorrow!

Excitement bubbled up.

Breathe, Addie, breathe!

I giggled, feeling a bit silly.

Time to sleep, tomorrow's going to be epic!

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I stood outside Elite Fashion House, Downtown Manhattan, taking a deep breath. My heart raced with anticipation.

My tailored black pantsuit hugged my curves perfectly, but my confidence wavered.

I glanced at my phone, scanning last-minute texts.

Liv and Soph's messages flooded my screen, filled with encouragement.

My parents chimed in, their love and support warming my heart.

Emily, my sister, sent a heartfelt message.

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