Chapter 9

"You have a natural talent," the photographer praises. His words reassure me, his compliment gives me more confidence. "I think you have a bright future.” I flash a wide grin. “Thank you so much,” I say.

At first I felt nervous but as the session progressed, I found my confidence growing more and more. I gave an audition, walked the runaway with elegance, like a diva.

“We'll be in touch,” the casting director says, rendering me his business card; I make my way out of the modeling company.

After a very tiring day, I reached my boyfriend's apartment. Now only spending time with him can freshen up my mood and energize me.

“Hi!” I greet him as I enter his apartment, but he doesn't respond to me.

Sitting on his couch, he continues playing his video game, his face cold and rude; the glow of his massive flat- screen TV illuminating his focused face. His fingers move deftly over the controller, his eyes never leaving the screen.

Sometimes I feel jealous of his fondness for video games. He