Avery’s POV With the spotlight on me, I had a tough time adjusting to the numerous stares I got from people around me. Emma tried to calm me down, but it was futile, coupled with the fact that I was expecting, “Emma, please can you take me to the restroom, I need to calm down It's getting difficult to breath.” I whispered in her ears. Nodding slightly she signaled to Sheila so she could keep an eye on her purse, standing up elegantly we made our way to the restroom. It was as magnificent as the hall where the runway was held. Emma looked at me with concern in her eyes, “Avery, do you want to go back home? You know you don’t have to stay here for so long, I can actually drive you back to the resort if you ask me to.” I felt guilty for making her feel this way, “No Emma I'm not so used to getting numerous stares, it's been so long since I last attended a fashion week, and was the center of attraction for so many. I just need to unwind, it would be terrible if I let you miss the fas
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