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Chapter 33 - Runway
Becca POV Despite trying to control the pain and tears… I spent most of my night tearing up, even in my sleep. The next day I woke up with a piercing headache, and my eyes were swollen like two ripe tomatoes… “Oh, Dear!” Orla gasped when she saw me… “You know you've got your show tonight… and you look like absolute s**t…” She added, “I feel like absolute s**t…” I mumbled and she sighed… “Alright, let's get you some coffee… and then we will address those eyes… We have several hours until you have to be at the venue to prepare the show…” She said, in her cheerful way, and I slowly nodded. We entered the kitchen where she had a small breakfast buffet. Fresh fruit, cottage cheese, and pancakes. I looked at her, and she gave me a warm smile… “Look, I know you are feeling like crap, bu
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