Chapter Twenty Five

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Aella POV How would I make him laugh? I've been thinking about this question for the last 12 hours I think. It’s bugging me.  “Ms. Moore, Ms. Gigi Hadid is looking for you.” said Harold, one of the waiters here in the club where I work. “Why? What happened”? I asked him.  “I think, she just needs to talk to you. We don't know why either.” he replied.  Gigi Hadid, yes you're right. The model  She's a regular here. Sometimes she arrives with Kendall, and other models. I’ m not a fan, and not a basher either. But she’s nice with everyone in here, even with the staff.  As I walk towards her place where a bunch of tall people are, I saw her smiling at me. Genuine smile if you're asking. “Aella.” she said as she hug, and kiss me on my cheek. Yep! She’s always like that whenever she sees

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