Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 107

Time ticked by, and Kaylee’s heart was in knots.

They were already calling number twenty. She was number thirty–eight. If the model didn’t arrive soon, it would be too late.

Flora leaned against the wall, her demeanor calm and collected.

Refeel might not be the best of men, but he was reliable when it mattered. He would arrive on time.

Outside, there were few people, only security guards pacing back and forth.

The gloomy sky cast a dim light, and the muggy, hot weather only added to the frustration.

Kaylee’s hands, hanging by her waist, were covered in a layer of dense sweat.

Finally, a minivan slowly drove in. The door opened, and a man in a leather jacket, wearing sunglasses and a face mask, stepped out and walked towards them.

“Flora!” Upon reaching them, Rafael took off his sunglasses and winked at Flora

you come

happened, I was nearby shooting something

an accident at the last minute. We needed

eyes, red and

a photo opportunity. Let’s make up

utter a word. Her

Was

now. If we

phone. Dane had messaged,

back to reality, still somewhat flustered

kind of worried Kaylee might bite her

the way.

Kaylee quickly nodded

towards the audience seats, texted Howell. Check the backstage

Backstage.

its end. Designers who had completed their part were

conversation soon turned to

in high school, and she managed to make it through the preliminaries to the finals. It’s

have crossed paths with the wrong