Chapter 8 *Teaser*

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Autumn’s POV

It was Saturday morning, the day of the fashion show. As I rose out of my bed I let the warm streaks of sunlight hit my skin. My legs and arms stretched out to the sides and I threw my feet onto the floor. “Well time to face the day.” I said to myself. I quickly got dressed because I had planned my outfit the day before. Sophisticated Chic was the style I went for today. I let my honey hair fall down around my shoulders in bouncy waves and applied barely noticeable makeup. I smiled to make sure my teeth were white enough and then ate some breakfast. I gave my dog his food and water and promised him I’d take him for a run after I returned home. I ran out the front door and onto the sidewalk. Hailing a taxi seemed an impossible task this morning. But, suddenly, a gift from God appeared. Phil in his 2010 Chrysler 300 that he was so proud of.                 

       I screamed with delight and hopped in the passenger side. Phil drove quickly so I would not be late. “So Autumn, are you excited for the show?” He said with a smirk. I glared at him then laughed nervously.                                                                                                                                            “In a way, yeah I am actually. I just want to get today over with.” I sighed as I answered him. “Also, Dan was supposed to call me yesterday but he never did.” I looked straight ahead as I told him.                                                                                                                                        Phil’s expression fell and he glanced at me. “Autumn…He’s still with Veronica, they didn’t break up. She refuses to let him go.” He spoke softly as if that would ease the sharp pang I felt in my heart.                                                                                                                                                 “That would explain it…” my voice was barely audible.

       For the rest of the drive to the venue we were silent. I was caught up in my thoughts and I’m sure Phil was thinking of ways to help but I’d given up. If Dan did not want to fight for what we had then I wouldn’t either. Phil dropped me off outside and promised I’d see him later when the show started. He was going to bring his girlfriend so I was quite excited to meet her; one thing to look forward to today.

      I entered the building and put my purse and coat in my office then headed to where the show was taking place. The models weren’t there yet thankfully, they were off getting last minute fittings. I scouted around behind stage and made sure everything was in order. The place was so empty and peaceful, I took a moment to take a breath and relax. I have to admit it calmed me down. I headed back to my office and sat checking and replying to emails until it was just about showtime.

       I walked though the doors and into the backstage area. Models were rushing back and forth with stylists chasing close behind them. Veronica and I latched eyes for a moment but she sniffed and smirked then went off her own way. I peeked around the corner and sure enough people were filing it. My heart stopped suddenly when I saw Dan sitting in the second row next to Ralph Lauren. Dan patted him on the back and laughed, I was 100% sure at that moment that he had no idea who he was sitting next to.

       I laughed to myself and looked to the left."What?? Why is Tate here?" I said aloud to myself. He was in the front row near the center and was looking more put together than I had ever seen him.                           I sighed and went back behind the wall; this night was going to be the longest ever.

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