Left at the altar in the studio

"What’s in the briefcase?" he inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Makeup." The makeup artist replied and opened the briefcase on the bed. There were varieties of makeup, brushes, and colors in the briefcase. And then he held Raymond’s face and stared at him for a few seconds before starting to use a wiper to clean his face.

"I hope this works because I can’t waste money on nothing," Raymond whispered under his breath.

Daisy arrived at work and saw a lot of reporters camping outside their company.

"Why are they here, These people just like drama," she muttered to herself as she walked to the door, which she attempted to open when a reporter blocked her path, putting a microphone in her mouth. 

"Miss, do you work here? Tell us about yourself." The reporter said.

"This people’s job is hard they will just be looking for spicy news to tell, I need to get in fast before my boss gets angry," Daisy muttered to herself.

"Another time, I need to go." She stated and the reporter refused to get out of her way, Daisy push her away and walk into the company. And she saw a lot of models seating at the waiting area, they were all waiting for someone, and Daisy sighted her boss who was backing her, she was talking picture of someone.

Daisy walked to her to get a glimpse of the model who was making the other models wait.

"Could it be Richard? No, I don’t think so, if it is him this place with been crowded with girls." Daisy thought.

She walked to her boss and her gaze landed on Sofia, the bride who was left at the altar.

"So she still has the nerve to show up in public after she has been humiliated on her wedding day," Daisy muttered to herself

Mrs. Jennifer was snapping her continuously while Sofia give her a sexy pose resting on a white chair, she was wearing a cocktail dress.

"I don’t know why I hate this woman," Daisy said, pouting her lips and glaring at Sofia.

"Daisy you are late, can you go and help me attend to the models." Mrs. Jennifer stated without looking at Daisy.

Daisy turn around and look at the models, they were all nagging and gnashing their teeth.

"Why does Sofia has to come to our shop, who does she wants to show all these pictures to," Daisy mumbled

And walk to the models. she look at one of them who was staring at her phone, she was blonde with big round eyes.  The model looked up at Daisy.

"Are you the one who wants to take my picture?" she inquired and Daisy nodded.

"Am sorry sweetie but I want your boss to take my picture." She replied glaring at Sofia.

"We all do." Another model added.

"Why does left at the altar, have to show up here." One of them stated, making Daisy chuckle.

"So left at the altar is her other name," Daisy muttered, laughing silently.

                                           Author's note 

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