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“Have someone from the magazine contact my team,” Olivia said, resting her chin in one hand, a bright smile playing on her lips. “We’ll find a time to shoot. I’ve seen ‘Fan’ before. It’s actually pretty interesting. It would be my honor to be on the September cover.” Layla was stunned. “Wait… seriously?” Olivia gave her a lazy squint, half-amused. “Why would I lie? I quite like you too. I’ve heard plenty about you. Begonia’s name has been floating around for a while now.”