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Sophia POV

A few minutes later, the workers started entering one by one trolling in racks full of clothes.

The assistant went to the door and changed the open sign to close.

“Let the show begin!”. Amanda excitedly said as she took off her jacket and stood up. I wonder which show they are talking about.

“Get up. You are going to be our model. You will model all the clothes we give to you, and then I will choose the ones that look good on you.” Amanda beacon on me to get up. Am not so sure about this arrangement.

“Here, take this and wear it!”. Amanda dropped a piece of cloth in my hands and pushed me into the changing room.

“Be out in one minute or I will enter and get you myself!”. Amanda shouted from outside. I reluctantly changed into the dress and stood to look at myself in the mirror. I actually look good in the clothes.

“Sophia, if you don’t come out at the count of five, I will enter and get you myself. Am not joking!!!”. Shouted Amanda again. I knew that she would carry out