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In the heart of the agency, the place where stylists and models met so that magic could happen, true chaos had ensued. Several people were running from one side to the other, fighting against time to complete all the goals for the day.

The models were in their seats, trying on the clothes from the show on their slender bodies to make sure they would be perfect for the big day. Meanwhile, stylists put on their glasses and strained their minds for flaws to be fixed.

Lora spotted Daliah, her closest co-worker, in the middle of the hurricane, talking to one of the models. The girl, a young woman dressed in a robe, looked annoyed. And that model had something different. She looked more beautiful and confident than any other. Her well-groomed hair, enviable body and blue eyes made her look like a goddess.

- "Good morning, girls" the redhead smiled sweetly.

- "No, it's not a good day" the model rolled her eyes and crossed her arms.

- "Good morning, Lora. We have more work here than we can ha