Brian and Mia came around nine in the morning. I was quiet in the vehicle and just closed my eyes. Mother knows I am hurting and I guess Mia felt it, too.
“Tahja, photoshoots today will just be you. Gabriel has meetings that he cannot cancel anymore because he has canceled for the last two days.”
“Yeah, but we can get another model to do the part where a male is called for.”
“We can call Steve or Cody. Do you have their numbers?”
“Or maybe Matthew or Warren.”
“Yeah, I guess so.”
It didn’t bother me at all because I was too sleepy to listen. When we arrived at the hotel, we were given rooms to stay in again for the day. Michelle wasn’t the makeup artist that I felt more uneasy about.
I felt lousy and fraught. I didn't have the motivation for a better poise and glow. The outfit came
