"I have nothing more to say on this. My past is not something to be dug into for scraps. What you will find there is not pleasant. You all have a wonderful day."
I exited the press conference room and turned to Kayla who was waiting for me. I hugged her and murmured.
"I will kill this fashion show."
"And I will be there to watch."
"Let's do this then."
I had a fashion show to prepare for.
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NARRATOR'S POV
Mira stood nervously backstage, surrounded by racks of clothing and models getting their hair and makeup done. It was the day of her big fashion show, and the pressure was mounting. She had spent just days preparing for this moment, tirelessly putting together the perfect outfits, securing sponsorships, and positioning herself as a rising star in the industry.
