I woke up with a headache.
A dull ache sat behind my eyes.
Not painful enough to be concerning.
Just annoying.
I groaned and pressed my fingers against my temple before squeezing my eyes shut again.
Maybe it was because I barely slept.
My brain hadn’t exactly been cooperative last night.
Fashion Week.
The endless list of things that still needed to be finalized.
The pressure.
The deadlines.
Camille’s situation.
The fact that we had less than a month before the Royal Tides Ball and also my fashion week right after.
And even less time to deal with Richard and Kash.
My mind had spent half the night running in circles.
Eventually, I forced myself to open my eyes.
The room was bright.
Too bright.
I frowned and reached for my phone, then checked the time.
Then immediately sat
