#Chapter 279: Curtain Call

Audrey Edwin and I emerged from the small room, his hand still resting protectively on my back. The hustle and bustle of last-minute preparations immediately hit us, assistants running back and forth, models being ushered into position, and the soft hum of the audience’s chatter drifting through the walls. “I guess no one would have noticed our little tryst anyway,” Edwin mused under his breath with a smirk. I glanced up at him, wiggling my eyebrows suggestively. But a sound caused us both to whip our heads toward the dressing area. “Owww! My ankle!” Exchanging worried glances, Edwin and I rushed toward the sound. A small group had gathered in a huddle near the back of the dressing area. In the center of the commotion was a young woman, one of the models, seated on a chair with her head in her hands. Her shoulders shook as she cried out. I hurried over, Edwin following closely behind. “What happened?” I asked, kneeling in front of the model. Sh