Fely couldn't believe her eyes. Lea stood in the doorway of the dressing room, looking up at her with a wide smile and when Fely looked up at her, she winked and waved happily.
Fely sat on her make-up chair, feeling her chest tight and her head dizzy. Nina brought shoes and approached Fely.
"Ms. Fely, look at these shoes. The model and color match your dress. You will look even more charming with these shoes," said Nina optimistically.
Fely reached out and grabbed Nina's arm hard, until her manager winced in pain because Fely's nails dug into her skin.
"Ms. Fely? W-what hap--"
"Nina, you said she was at that cheap bar and wouldn't interrupt this event," Fely hissed angrily, in a breathless voice.
"She? Who is she?" asked Nina confused. "If you mean Lea, she was at the bar and--"
