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

Fiona shot Jane a look she'd never seen before-half surprise, half pride.

Jane had really changed. She wasn't just diving in headfirst anymore; she was actually thinking things through, planning ahead. After everything that happened with the Kidd family, it was like Jane had finally figured out how to stand on her own two feet.

"Fiona, what's up?" Jane felt a weird chill creep up her neck. Fiona's stare made her uneasy. "Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?"

Fiona shook her head and smiled, her expression softening. "No, nothing's wrong. I'm just kind of amazed. You've changed so much you actually think about things now."

It was the first time Fiona had ever complimented her, and Jane's cheeks turned pink. She scratched her head, grinning shyly.

They soon reached their apartment building. Jane was about to say goodbye when Fiona suddenly grabbed her hand.

"For tomorrow's competition, I'm going to compete myself," Fiona said, matter-of- factly.

Then she dropped Jane's hand and slipped inside, leaving Jane frozen in shock in the hallway.

Jane looked like she'd just been hit over the head. By the time she snapped out of it, Fiona's door was already closed. Jane stood there, staring, her heart pounding.

Was Fiona serious?

Jane didn't care if it was Esther or anyone

but the woman had created International Glam. That alone

her palms to the door and called out, "Fiona,

skipped down the hallway, moving so fast she was

next to Fiona's opened. A woman stepped into the

supposed

Glam's competitor for morrow. But

what about her? Was her shot just

the room, another woman lounged on the couch, snacking and

about the whole

the one who'd missed her chance yesterday because of food

standing there? Come

snapping the woman