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SLYVIA POV

I was in my house when the doorbell rang. I went to open the door, and it was Raymond. Raymond and I have been high school friends, but we lost touch after my parents died. I had to drop out of school due to low funds, and life took a difficult turn, eventually landing me in a job as a stripper before I met Grayson.

We finally reconnected when I relocated back to LA. We ran into each other at a café. He was waiting for his agent, and I recognized him instantly. Raymond had always been a striking figure, and time had only enhanced his looks. He was a struggling male model back then, but it was clear why he had chosen that career.

Raymond stood at an impressive 6'3", with broad shoulders and a physique that screamed strength and elegance. His long blonde hair framed a face that seemed sculpted by the gods—sharp square jaw, pointed nose, and piercing blue eyes. His skin was immaculate, a testament to years of using the best skincare products to maintain his appearance for hi