23. I Won’t Be Defeated
ANGEL’S POV Nanna was on strict bed rest which meant that with the fashion show coming around she could be no help. It was up to me. Thankfully London was at hand though and Curtis and Ben had been my rocks, they kept me sane throughout everything and were constantly texting encouragement. We hadn’t seen each other as much because I needed to focus. I had a million things to do and no time to do it in. The runway day came around too quick and we were unloading the clothes from the van and heading backstage. London was running around like a crazy person while i clung to the clipboard with every single bit of information we may need on it. Everything was in place, now all I needed was for my models to show up. “Where are they London?” “I don’t know.” She shrugged. “I’ve heard of fashi
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