Bianca called me at eight in the morning, her voice sharper than usual.
"Grace, the photos are live. And they're everywhere."
I sat up in bed, still half asleep. "Everywhere?"
"I posted three this morning. By noon, two fashion blogs picked them up. By six, we had over five thousand shares. And now Alder & Co. wants to feature you in their spring campaign."
I nearly dropped the phone. "Me?"
"You're the face of Noir & Co.," she said. "People are calling it 'the brand for women who don't have time to break.'"
I stared at the wall, processing. The phrase was good. Too good. "Did you come up with that?"
"No. It's from a comment on the photoshoot post." She paused. "Some woman wrote it under the photo of you in the Foundation Blazer. It got three thousand likes."
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