Aria’s POV“This is not happening,” I breathed, feeling as if I was suddenly trapped in some nightmare. My hands trembled as I tried to grasp the full extent of the damage.Emma’s breathing grew rapid and shallow, her face getting drained of color. I moved to her side, gently placing a hand on her s
Aria’s POVI paced back and forth, racking my brain for something more that we could possibly do. The exhibition was supposed to be our big break, a chance to show what we were capable of. Now, it felt like everything was slipping through our fingers.Emma was already on the phone again, her voice
Aria’s POVFiona took a deep breath, her gaze drifting to the damaged photos as if they could somehow lessen the weight of what she was about to reveal. “I only found out about this after getting to know Farah better,” she began, her voice low, almost reluctant. I noticed the way her fingers tighten
Aria’s POV“Now this is raw and real,” I whispered, stepping back to check our work. “There’s no bigger message about resilience and empowerment.”As we gathered around the small section where we’d moved the vandalized pieces, there was a sense of quiet triumph in the air. The damaged photos, now di
Aria’s POV“This is incredible,” Jessica whispered, brimming with excitement as she scrolled through her phone. “People are really talking about the exhibition. It’s blowing up all over social media.”“I know,” I replied, my own screen filled with posts, reviews, and vlogs. “The buzz is insane. It’s
Aria’s POVIt’s been a really busy day, and I was eager to see my daughter Jasmine, who was home with a temporary babysitter. As Jessica and I stepped outside, I thought about what Fiona had shared with me. It was certainly unexpected, but I was glad that she’d trusted me enough to confide. Fiona
Aria’s POVI blinked, taken aback. “Me?” I asked, pointing to myself in disbelief. “You’ve got to be kidding.”“No, I’m dead serious,” Emma insisted, her voice brimming with conviction. “You’re everything we just talked about—authentic, strong, confident. You embody all of that. And you’re beautiful
Aria’s POVMy daughter skipped happily between Jessica and me, her excitement written all over her face. “Today, I get to be a real model!” she exclaimed happily, her eyes sparkling with excitement.I smiled at her. But inside, my heart was palpitating. “We’re really doing this,” I muttered under m