I was taken aback when I heard that announcement. The photoshoot hadn't even begun, yet Zayne already looked at me as if he had found his eternal muse.
The feeling was surreal, like stepping into a movie scene where a woman walks gracefully down the street and every man turns his head to watch, forgetting whatever he was doing.
"Thank you." I offered them the warmest smile I could manage. "I could never have looked this beautiful if it weren't for Jeanne and her team."
The staff exchanged quick glances, some nodding in agreement, others still staring as if they couldn't quite believe what they were seeing. Jeanne smiled proudly, her arms crossed as though she were the artist showing off her masterpiece.
"All credit goes to you," Jeanne said softly. "We only brought out what was already there."
