Anastasia’s POV
Ours gazed finally met. But that was just a few seconds as I immediately removed my eyes from him, I acted like I didn’t see him. The show must go on Anastasia.
“That was the most perfect walk I’ve ever seen in my entire modeling career, Anastasia.” It’s Mia one of the agency’s models.
“Thanks, Mia, you did great too,” I replied and smiled. I walk inside the closet and change my clothes, I wore a simple tube red dress with a high slit on the left side that flexes my long slim legs, I wore black boots and put my hair in a messy bun.
“I’ll be going.Bye.” I added at my co-models and walk out of that room.
I saw Aunt Marca and Dylan waiting for me outside.
“That was impressive my dear niece. You made our jaws drop with your walk, what do you call that catwalk?” She asked
