Amber’s POV.
My shoulder crumbled in apt disappointment when Fred had asked me what I needed Sa’a number for.
How was I to tell him when he had flared up on this same issue earlier this morning? If I told him why I truly needed the number, he was bound to refuse.
Sa was pretty much my last hope and gambling that away, was something I wasn’t willing to do so easily.
My eyes kept staring at his message as I kept thinking of my next move. Was giving up this career worth it?.
Ivory and I had built this business for the past two years, could I just forfeit it and find a new purpose to life?
My eyes wandered around the studio, my eyes viewing my makeup certificate, that was framed and hanged on the wall.
I thought back to the day when I had collected this very certificate, the feeling of
