Chapter 19 The Price Of Control

• Zara adjusted the strap of her black sling bag over her shoulder and ran a hand through her curls, trying to suppress the anxious flutter in her stomach. Today was the first official visit to the modeling agency—a quick consultation and test shoot—and Kemi had pulled every string she could to make it happen discreetly. Dressed in wide-leg jeans and a crisp white blouse tucked in neatly, she looked effortlessly stunning. Her face bore minimal makeup, just enough to highlight her natural features. She had told her parents she was going to Kemi’s house again for another girls’ day, and thankfully, they hadn’t asked too many questions.
• Kemi, already waiting in front of the gate, waved from her small car. Zara jogged toward her, heart pounding with excitement and nerves.
• “You ready?” Kemi beamed as she opened the door.