Chapter 23
Natasha Davidson
POV
Biting my thumb nail, I nervously stare at my latest design. I have no idea if it’s going to be good or not.
I have a meeting with Archer Reed, my former boss in a few weeks. Since I no longer work for him, it’s been harder to get a meeting with him.
I needed this to work out this was my dream for as long as I can remember. This was my one and only chance to be free from the shackles.
On my twentieth birthday I was finally free from my cage I’ve been in since I was a baby. A model, I was forced into it, it started with small roles in movies, I was a quiet baby, so I got many roles because I was easy to work with. Then when I was two, I was thrust into modelling. I guess one could say I didn’t have a life. I was a walking breathing doll for my parents.
