62. Testing The Dress

“I’m here to see Veronica,” Brenda said to the two bodyguards flanking her as they approached the mansion’s entrance. I was lounging by the pool, sipping on a glass of orange juice when I heard her familiar voice. I stood up quickly, walking over to meet her.

“She’s with me, thank you,” I told the bodyguards. They nodded and immediately returned to their posts near the gate.

Brenda’s eyes widened as she took in the grandeur of the mansion. “Omg, this place is dope,” she chuckled, turning in a slow circle. “So this is what being a celebrity is all about, comfort.”

“Yeah,” I said, managing a small smile. “If things weren’t so chaotic, I’d actually enjoy it.”

Brenda’s smile faded as she caught the look on my face. She stepped closer, her voice softening with concern. “What’s going on, V? You look stressed. Is something wrong?”

I sighed, leading her toward the lounge chairs by the pool. We sat down, the small table between us holding my half-empty glass of orange juice. “So much is happen