Next Morning~Hazel’s birthday

Hazel emerged from the bathroom, her hair still damp from the shower, her face radiant with a fresh glow. She was getting ready for work, reluctantly leaving behind the comfort of her home.

Summer, her manager, had called her just moments before, informing her of a last-minute shoot that she couldn't miss.

As she entered the room, Naya's eyes narrowed inquiringly.

"Where are you going?" she asked, her voice laced with curiosity.

Hazel sighed her ...