"I'm heading back home in two days. Get me tickets, please. I'll be gone for at least that long.”

“Yes, ma'am," came the assistant's prompt reply. Chantel ended the call, and called her agent to let her know. Her agent wasn't okay with it.

"Two days? You're in the middle of a shoot, not to mention the fact that your time off is affecting the work we can find you! Have you thought about that? Your opportunities will be drying up! Why don't we wait a bit to schedule a vacation?" The agent was just Looking out for her. She knew Chantel had always been short of money.

But Chantel shook her head. She had promised Gifford to be home more often. No matter how much money she made, it was not as important as family.

"Just make sure to let everyone know."

Knowing Chantel had made up her mind, the agent had to acquiesce.

“Okay,” she said.

“It's your career.”

Like a good friend, Chantel came through for her. The next day, Erica had some lucrative work.

The subject of her photo shoot was a famous young man named Dylan. He was a rising star in the industry, and figured that some photos by a high profile photographer would do a lot for his reputation.

He projected the image of a tough guy onscreen, and got tons of action movie roles. But he was really quite effeminate! Definitely not what

Erica had bargained for

‘It's not my business. I'm just a photographer. I take pictures, ' she thought.

However, what annoyed Erica was that the effeminate man was way too chatty. While she tried to line up the perfect shot, he kept babbling away.

“Why do you wear a mask?" he asked as he pointed his fingers at her in a womanly way.

Erica didn't want to talk, but she felt embarrassed if she ignored him.

“I have a cold, and I don't want to give it to you. Hence, the mask."

She pointed at her face.

"Oh, I see. How old are you anyway?"

She answered perfunctorily while adjusting the shutter speed, "Take a guess."

At that moment, the studio was in an uproar. Rather than the usual din of calls for “action,” sound effects, and lines being recited, there was a different kind of commotion.

She didn't pay much attention to it. Sometimes people stood and gawked at a star walking on set. That kind of thing happened at least a couple times a day.

But this time, it was different!

This was no star, even though everyone recognized him.

The moment he stepped into the studio, he saw a woman in a mask snapping pics while a man posed for her.