C77 Chapter 77

Medora

We wore masks at the airport to avoid being recognized, but it didn’t make a difference. Cameras still flashed, people still whispered, and a few even dared to make videos.

I never imagined knowing what it felt like to be popular. But here I was—known not just as a model, but as Clyde Miller’s baby mama.

The "sexy model" part, I could tolerate