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“Always the boots,” I agreed

The boots werea fashion line It was a natural fit to start working with boot designers I had an entire footwear collection called The Alexan

I was excited about my new venture in athletic wear Fans alanted to knohat I did to stay in shape on the road I posted pictures of my workouts I posed with my trainer Truth was I had to workout seven days a week to keep this body going

It didn’t come naturally to me Once slice of chocolate cake and I wouldn’t be able to slip into ood way to spend otten creative with our routines The man was like an artist, but orkouts

From there it see my own brand of sportswear I practically wore it around the clock when I wasn’t prepping for an event Next week I was supposed to ners who had sketches onrapidly It wasn’t only about the azines I had commercials

Twenty minutes later I looked at irl ho had fought so desperately to get here Because I barely sahisper of her when I looked at the straight blond hair and the pink rosy cheeks

I had to believe she was so her back

“Thanks, Helena” I stood from the vanity and walked to the closet where -sleeved top froers

As I fastened each of the buttons, I thought about why I was in Austin This was a charity event to help sick children And here I was pouting about uilt surfaced as I sat on the bed to pull my boots up to my calves

“You ok, Lexi?” Helena asked as she packed her brushes into a black case

I nodded “Just thinking”

She sat next to et to you”

“No, it’s not him Well, only partially him” My eyes drifted toward her “Do you ever feel like we’re in fishbowl? Like everyone is watching us?”

She put an arm around my shoulder “I see you in that fishbowl, honey But that’s nothing new What’s going on?”

I shook her off “Nothing” I took another look in thetoo s I couldn’t even talk to Helena about