Savannah went back to JK and entered the dressing room. She took off her clothes and looked back in the mirror.
Holy shit. Her waist was terribly bruised.
Every time she saw Valerie, she would have trouble!
She ground her teeth to overcome the pain. After changing her clothes, she went back to the studio.
However, when Savannah began the shoot, she found that even a simple movement would cause backaches.
"Savannah, what's wrong with you?" The photographer found her anomaly and asked.
"Oh, I just knocked into the table when I went out for lunch." Savannah forced a smile.
"Are you okay? You seem to be in pain. Would you like to stop and take a break?" The photographer could even see her cold sweat.
"No, I'm fine." Savannah shook her head. "It's our last day on the shoot, and I don't want to take too much of your time."
"Go back and have a rest. We can finish the shoot later." Kevin's voice, accompanied by footsteps, entered the studio. He apparently heard their conversation.
