Everleigh's POV
I headed straight to my boss's office as soon as I arrived at the company.
"What was so urgent, ma'am?" I asked.
"Have a seat, Ever," she offered, gesturing to the chair opposite her.
She took a deep breath and brgan, "This is going to sound terrible. I still can't fully comprehend it, but my hands are tied."
"What's the problem, ma'am? You know I don't like suspense. Did the photoshoot go wrong? No, that can't be. I would never mess up a shoot. So, tell me what's wrong," I said, trying to guess the issue.
"You know you are my favorite, right? You are my top model, my icon, and what I'm about to do now hurts me more than it will ever hurt you," she said, handing me an envelope.
"The compliment is melting my heart, ma'am," I smiled, taking out the piece of paper
