Chapter 97

• The next day, Vanessa perched on the edge of a sleek, ivory armchair in her luxurious apartment, her phone positioned on a tripod. The natural light streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows was perfect, illuminating her flawless makeup and perfectly styled hair. She adjusted her posture, ensuring her engagement ring caught the light just right.
• “Okay, rolling,” Lydia whispered from behind the camera.
• Vanessa plastered a radiant smile on her face and pressed a hand to her chest as if steadying her heart.