Nora stood in the doorway of her sitting room, her eyes wide with surprise as she took in the sight of the woman sitting on her couch. The woman was tall and slender, with long, flowing hair and piercing blue eyes. She had a warm smile and an air of confidence that put Nora immediately at ease."Hello," Nora said tentatively, her voice barely above a whisper. "Who are you?"The woman stood up quickly and extended her hand. "Oh, I'm so sorry," she said, her voice full of concern. "I'm Mary Gibson. We met yesterday backstage after the show. I'm your personal assistant."Nora's memory of everything that happened yesterday was foggy. She could remember the excitement of winning the competition, the thrill of seeing her designs come to life on the runway, and the overwhelming sense of relief as the show came to a close. But she couldn't remember meeting Mary, or giving her her house address, or asking her to come there that morning."I'm so sorry," Nora said again, feeling a pang of embarra
Nora's heart pounded in her chest, her mind reeling from Alexander's accusations. She turned to Greg, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and disbelief. "You're a school teacher. What is he talking about?Please tell me he's lying," she pleaded, her voice trembling with emotion.Greg stood there, his silence deafening. His eyes were downcast, his expression unreadable. Nora's heart sank as she realized that Alexander's words might be true.Alexander's voice cut through the silence, sharp and accusatory. "Greg White, the seemingly innocent school teacher, is nothing more than a cunning businessman, a wolf in sheep's clothing," he declared, his eyes gleaming with malicious intent.Nora felt a wave of nausea wash over her as she reached out for Greg, desperately seeking reassurance. But Greg remained silent, his body rigid and unresponsive.Alexander brought out his phone and tapped on it a few times before shoving it in Nora's face. "Here, take a good look at the real Greg White," A
Nora's heart sank as she pulled into the school parking lot. Greg was nowhere in sight. A knot tightened in her stomach as she realized the inevitable: Kimberly, Graycen's teacher who had been on maternity leave, was back. Nora forced a smile as she greeted Graycen, trying to mask her anxiety. "Nora, I know you might not want to hear this Greg is a good man... ""Kimberly you're right I don't want to hear it.", Nora said cutting Kimberly off. She dropped Graycen off with a hasty goodbye and drove home, her mind replaying all the nasty looks some parents were giving her.As soon as she stepped through her front door, Nora's phone buzzed incessantly. Dread washed over her as she opened her social media app, her eyes widening in horror at the torrent of hate comments flooding her page."She doesn't deserve the prize, "one read, dripping with venom."She slept her way to the price," another sneered, twisting her accomplishments into something sordid."Those lovely designs are not even he
Nora's heart pounded in her chest as she stepped onto the brightly lit stage of the Real Life Talk Show. The audience erupted in applause, their cheers echoing through the studio. She took a deep breath, plastered a smile on her face, and made her way towards the hosts, Carol and Pitt.Carol, with her warm smile and infectious laugh, and Pitt, with his sharp wit and easy charm, had hosted the show for ten years, making it a staple in the lives of many viewers. Nora had been a fan of the show for years, and it was an honour to be sitting across from them, even if the circumstances weren't ideal."Hello, Nora," Carol greeted her with her signature welcoming tone. "It's a pleasure having you here.""Thank you for having me," Nora replied, her voice slightly shaky despite her practised smile.Pitt leaned forward, his gaze piercing yet sympathetic. "It's been quite a week for you, Nora," he remarked."Yes, it has," Nora acknowledged, her smile faltering slightly. "I've experienced the high
Mary opened the car door and said, "I will be inside." She then walked to the house. Nora was left sitting in the car, her mind racing with thoughts. Taking a deep breath, she got out of the car and walked past Greg. However, Greg quickly stopped her by grabbing her hand."Please, Nora," Greg pleaded. "I need to talk to you."Nora turned to face Greg, her emotions a jumbled mess that she couldn't put into words. "Please, Nora," Greg repeated, his voice filled with desperation. "Give me a chance to explain."Greg gently led Nora to his car, still holding her hand tightly. "Nora," he began, his eyes filled with sincerity. "I never meant to hurt you. I love you."Before Nora could react, Greg pulled her into a passionate kiss, his lips moving against hers with a fervour that made her heart race. She tried to push him away, but he held her captive, his tongue exploring the depths of her mouth.He grabbed her ass and pulled her closer so that she could feel his now erect dick. She pushed an
Nora's mind was still reeling from Vivian's call that morning, her heart heavy with worry for her friend Veronica. As she drove Graycen to school that morning, she couldn't shake the feeling of dread that had settled in her stomach."Mom," Graycen called out, her voice breaking the silence. "Are you and Mr. Greg fighting?"Nora's heart skipped a beat. She knew this question was coming eventually, but she hadn't prepared herself for how it would feel to hear it from her own daughter's lips."Sweetie," Nora began, her voice soft and reassuring, "Mr. Greg and I are fine. He's just been busy with work lately."Graycen's brow furrowed, her eyes filled with confusion. "But I miss him," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "Can I talk to him through your phone?"Nora hesitated for a moment, her mind wrestling with the conflicting emotions that swirled within her. On one hand, she didn't want to expose Graycen to the turmoil of her relationship with Greg. On the other hand, she co
Sebastian was about to leave the hospital when his phone buzzed with an incoming call from Alexander. His voice sounded strained and unusual, and before Sebastian could inquire about the matter, Alexander abruptly ended the call.Puzzled by Alexander's strange behaviour, Sebastian decided to wait for an hour at the hospital before heading home. He couldn't tell if Alexander was planning to meet him or not, but the urgency in his voice had left him with an uneasy feeling.Sebastian's excitement about returning to modelling was palpable. He had spent the past few months in an African country volunteering with Doctors Without Borders, and while he found the experience deeply fulfilling, he yearned to be back in front of the camera.Modelling was more than just a job for Sebastian; it was his passion. He relished the creative process, the collaboration with other artists, and the opportunity to showcase his unique persona. Despite his success as a doctor, modelling held a special place in
"We are done here," Nora said to Sebastian, her voice firm yet laced with a hint of sadness. She pulled away from him, her body instinctively seeking the comforting presence of Greg.Sebastian, sensing the shift in Nora's demeanour and the unspoken invitation to leave, nodded curtly. He turned and walked away, his footsteps echoing in the silence that had descended upon them.Greg watched Sebastian's retreating figure, his brow furrowed in concern. He then turned his attention to Nora. Although he was curious about what had transpired, he didn't want to ask questions that would annoy her."Let's go in," Nora said, her voice barely above a whisper. She led Greg into the house, the weight of the recent confrontation pressing heavily upon her.As they entered the living room, Nora's mother, Amanda, greeted them with a warm smile. "Dinner is ready," she announced, her voice filled with the familiar rhythm of domesticity.Nora nodded gratefully, her mind momentarily distracted from the turm