FREYA

The blinding lights from the cameras flashed brightly against my eyes as I walked the red carpet with elegance and grace in a beautiful Louis Vuitton dress.

“Miss Ford! Over here... over here! You look gorgeous!”

I gave a smile as I walked back, a round of applause filling the air. I smiled to myself as I headed to my dressing room. I had one of Nick’s galas to attend, and I was already so tired—but there was no way I could tell Nick I wasn’t going to make it.

I sat in ...