Chapter 31: Photo Op
Moana

The very next morning, I called Sophia as soon as I awoke.

“Sophia, it’s Moana,” I said into the phone. “Do you have a minute to talk?”

Sophia was quiet for a moment. I could tell that she was hesitant; I had just informed her only a couple of weeks prior that I was working for the very man who frightened the orphans, and she no doubt had a suspicion that I was going to ask for something after how he acted.

“Yes,” she finally replied. “It’s good to hear your voice.”

I smiled, relieved that she was at least willing to talk to me. “You, too,” I said. “I know this might seem a bit contrived, but I wanted to ask if Mr. Morgan and I could come to the orphanage today. He wants to speak to you and the children after what happened yesterday.”

“Really?” Sophia responded, sounding a little surprised. “He doesn’t seem like the type to talk much.”

“Really. He wants to apologize.” Sophia was silent again. I grew desperate. “Please,” I said. “I’d really appreciate it if you gave him another chance.”

“Alright,” Sophia finally agreed. “When will you be coming?”

I glanced at the clock. “We’ll be there by noon.”

At noon, almost on the dot, Edrick and I pulled up to the orphanage. He was wearing a gray suit and tie that was almost as stiff as his demeanor, which was a sharp contrast from my light blue sundress. It was a scorching hot day; I was surprised that he was even breathing dressed like that.

Alpha billionaire over the top of the car, noticing how his image seemed to wiggle a bit behind the heat haze coming off of the black car. He took a deep breath and straightened his tie before brusquely turning on his heel and storming up to the entrance of the orphanage as if he was on a mission, where Sophia stood with the children as they waited for him. The

down the

her eyes squinting in the sunlight.

replied in a curt tone

squinted even harder. “Photographer?”

Edrick said, looking around. “Didn’t you hire

stepped in, placing my hand on Edrick’s arm before he could say anything else that was offensive. “I have my cell

expect cell phone pictures to

Edrick. “Perhaps you’re not here for the right reasons, Mr. Morgan,” she said. “While we appreciate your donation, all of the funds have been allocated toward taking care of the children. We don’t have

his face. He stepped away, waving me

a photographer?”

not about the quality of the photos,” I responded, keeping my voice low. “It’s about the message behind them. And I didn’t want to make the children uncomfortable

girl’s bangs were glued to her forehead with sweat. “Fine,” he said, his tone of voice cold as he

He said something to her that I couldn’t make out from where I stood. She nodded and they walked over to the stairs; Edrick waved for me to follow again, and I did, this time jogging to

stood

the little girl with the sweat-soaked bangs

her; he only stood off to the side

doing here?” another little

boy said, his

when we’re finished,” Sophia replied. She shot me a pleading look, practically begging me to just get the photo over with

smile, holding up my phone to take

at the very most. The other half of the children were either unprepared, too hot and miserable to smile, and the ones that

the direction of the car. I mouthed an apology to Sophia, who glared at me angrily from the

you doing?”

shoved my phone in his face to show him the picture. “The children look miserable,” I replied. “You

don’t like me, then they don’t like me,” Edrick complained. “I did what

indifference made me

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