Chapter Twenty Three - Emelia or Eleanor?

Liam’s point of view

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Days later

I kept on thinking about Eleanor. Most people have said she is rude, arrogant, and very intolerant but to me, she wasn’t that kind of a person.

She was easy-going, cheerful, and kind to a lot of people. Could it be the reason I am drawn to her? I said back in my chair at the fashion show watching the models walk around the leopard print.

The room had palm trees around, with real grass around. The backdrop of the runway looked like it was a real jungle, on the two ends it had two real lions with some monkeys in the other cages.

I guess this year they went all out. I watched the different designs as I nodded my head this was a much better collection than the show I had attended last year.

For the final walk, Eleanor walked on the runway with her muses and another design as she smiled waving around her hand like a royal.

“She looks beautiful doesn’t she?” Emma whispered in my eyes as I chuckled nodding my head.

“Very” I complimented my eyes fixed