Elizalde's POV
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"What do you think? Are you okay with that?" Her eyes beamed while looking at me thoroughly.
What the heck? Is this for real? My mind speaks.
I'm out of words. I'm expecting a different conversation today rather than a work-related one. I've been holding my voice because I want to listen to her first. But I expected something else. I'm okay with the proposal by the two of us for one commercial project, but I want something else.
"Yeah. If you are happy with it, I am okay with it." I weakly nodded, still looking confused at her.
She smiled and put down the empty cup of chocolate drink that she was having. "Okay. Then, that's settled. Our first photo shot will happen tomorrow morning. Are you free?"
My brows were slightly raised. Am I free? What sort of question is th
