The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Nancy listened with a bemused smile, grateful that Lenard hadn't heard the remark; otherwise, he might have been reduced to tears.

"Judson, did you step out for a bit?" she asked.

Judson gently pinched Nancy's cheek, his tone affectionate. "Nancy, I went to line up for sandwiches and lattes! The fashion show is going all day today, and you need to have a proper meal."

Nancy furrowed her brow, feeling an inexplicable unease. Was Judson merely out to buy breakfast?

Before her suspicions could deepen, Judson blinked playfully. "Nancy, can I ask you something?"

Nancy raised an eyebrow. "What is it?"

"Ember is the opening model, but who walks after her?" Judson inquired with curiosity.

The question jolted Nancy into action. She quickly threw off the covers and jumped out of bed. "I have to eat and get to the show right away."

With so much happening, she had completely forgotten about it.

felt a slight relief. He had a nagging feeling that it

a mixture of emotions. Should he endure a little more just to stay

meal quickly and got ready. She then asked

See if they can make adjustments to the

Michael approached Judson. "Judson, did

a glance. "You think I'm happy about

unfazed by Judson's bluntness, chuckled. "Hey, I'm

Judson retorted, before striding away. Michael rubbed his nose, chuckling as he hurried

chair She seemed about six or seven, her eyes tightly shut, likely nervous in the unfamiliar setting as she

Ramona, who

sweetheart. I'm Lena. Whet

crouching down slightly. "Hello sweetheart. I'm Lena. What's

call me Star," Stella replied softly, her

surprise crossed Nancy's eyes, but she quickly composed herself.

seemed a bit shy.