[EVE]
I took one last look in the mirror, ensuring I looked the part for the photo-shoot. My outfit was understated—polished enough for Élysée Luxe but reserved.
After all, I wasn't a Rosette by blood, so there was no need to outshine the real heiress.
Maybe the magazine wouldn't focus on me too much; I was merely adopted in the Rosette world.
Satisfied with my appearance, I turned and headed out.
The first thing I noticed was Cole waiting by the door. Disguised behind a mask, sunglasses, and a cap, he was almost unrecognizable, his tall frame and silent presence the only clues.
I was relieved he'd chosen to keep his face hidden, probably not wanting Sullivan or Sophia to recognize him as my "bodyguard."
Or, rather, my temporary bodyguard. I was still determined to replace him as soon as I found someone available.
