Chapter 12

I stood in front of the mirror admiring the strong women. Its true what they say what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.

I heard someone calling my name breaking me out of my trance.

After three long and hard month of recruiting and training the models I finally did my own shoot.

The shoot for a a new magazine in France, which was based on health and fashion.

I touched the side of my cheeks, not messing up my flawless makeup. After having my hair pulled up into a tight bun I finally let it down letting it flow over my naked shoulder's. My flawless makeup was simple but yet so beautiful thanks to the makeup artist. My red pumped lips stood out the most making me admire how good she truly was.

Anxiety had been my biggest enemy at the start of my career. My past always haunted me. The feeling of fear was the effect my past had on me. When I looked out into he world, fearing the worst possible situations in life. But my past always prepared me for the worse.