~HUNTER’S POV~
Some days, I wake up knowing the world will test me.
Today is one of those days.
Charlotte was already pushing limits before noon, refusing to show up for a scheduled shoot. I called her once. No answer. Twice. Straight to voicemail.
The third time, she finally picked up, her voice dripping with fake innocence.
“Migraine,” she sighed. “I need rest, Hunter.”
I pinched the bridge of my nose, pacing the hallway outside my office. “You need a reality check.”
Silence. Then a petulant whine. “You’re being dramatic.”
“I’m not your boyfriend, Charlotte. I don’t have to put up with this.” My jaw tightened as I glanced at my watch. I didn’t have time for this. “Show up tomorrow, or don’t bother showing up at all.”
I hung up before she could spin another excuse.
