"There," Asher Archer said as he straightened up. He glanced in the mirror and gave a satisfied nod.
He was a perfectionist. You could see it in the way he'd styled Melody Monroe's hair, attending to every last strand with the utmost care.
Melody Monroe felt like a mannequin in a shop window.
After being styled by Asher Archer, she hardly dared to breathe, afraid she might ruin the beautiful look he had so carefully crafted.
"You have three gowns in total. The one you're wearing now is for the red carpet. There's another for the awards ceremony itself, and a third for the evening gala."
"I have to change that many times? Will there be enough time?"
"No. I'll be there with my team," Asher Archer replied. A veteran of such events, he calmly packed his things as he answered her.
Seeing his calm demeanor, Melody Monroe relaxed.
