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"See! It's not so bad now, is it?" Mathieu asks as he leads Kimora out of her apartment for the first time in the past five days.
"I guess not" Kimora replies, taking in a deep breath from the humid Tampa air.
"Come on, let's go for a walk" Mathieu grabs Kimora's hand out of instinct and begins to lead her down the side walk.
"Where are we going?" Kimora asks, adjusting her jean shorts that rode up a bit too high.
"I don't know yet" Mathieu replies with a smile.
Kimora just rolls her eyes, but returns the smile anyways.
"Not to sound like an ass or anything, but when do you think you'll get back to work? Because sometimes it's nice to get your mind off of things by working." Mathieu states wearily, scared that he might have crossed a line.
"You know what? Maybe I should, Kahlani and I haven't talked about work in a while." Kimora replies.
Kahlani is Kimora's modelling manager. Kimora has been modelling since she was 16, but now at the age of 20, Kimora turned her hobby into her job.
"Yeah, working will ge-"
Before Mathieu can continue, Kimora stops in her tracks, frozen in spot. Dropping her hand from Mathieu's and forms it into a fist.
Anger begins to fill her body at the sight ahead of her.
