Replying...
Intro. The city smelled different from the province. Too loud. Too fast. Too bright. I tightened my grip on my bag and reminded myself why I was here. Not for adventure. Not for dreams. But for responsibility. For my mother. The manager told me I would be assigned to a well known model. “Amelia Collins,” he said. The name sounded familiar. Dangerous, even. But I’ve learned something growing up in the province stories aren’t always the truth.

Hendrix Williams

@Hikari