Liora’s POV
“Please, Liora. You’re tall, you fit the size, and you have a face that doesn’t need contouring. You’d save my show.” she said in a begging voice
“Raya, I can’t model! I have a dinner meeting tonight—”
“Then cancel it!” she interrupted. “It’s just one night. Please. I can’t find anyone this late. You’d be doing me the biggest favor of my life.”
I rubbed my temple, groaning. “You have no idea what you’re asking.” I said in a low tone.
“I do. I’m asking my best friend to rescue me.” Her voice cracked, the stress bleeding through. “Please, Liora. If I cancel, I’ll lose the sponsors. My career could crash before it even starts.”
I closed my eyes. Damn it. I knew I couldn't turn Raya down.
“Fine,” I muttered. “I’ll do it.”
“You will?” she asked excitedly an
