Moments Like This
Image is everything. The full-length mirror reflected the gown, the jewels, the hair, the nails, all selected and done with precise deliberation. There was no room for flaws. No one must ever know that beneath the picture-perfect exterior, a war of uncertainty raged within.
"Dominique, hurry up, babe, we're going to be late," Clifton called out from the bottom of the spiral staircase.
"I'm coming, I'm coming. Just one last thing." She stole a final glance. Her reflection smiled at her with practiced confidence.
Clifton adjusted the cuffs of his stark white, handmade shirt. The diamond links sparkled beneath the light of the overhanging crystal chandelier.
He crossed the black-and-white swirling marble floor to the minibar on the far side of the sunken living room. The off-white walls were adorned with largerthan-life black-and-white photos of Dominique, some from her early days as a supermodel to more recent ones of her in various roles on the big screen.
Clifton poured a glass of brandy and went to stand in front of his favorite photograph—the one of Dominique on the beach at Saint Tropez. She was emerging from the water, ... read full excerpt from: Moments Like This ebook
