❝𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋 | 𝐅𝟒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍❞

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As Gorya stood in shock, Tia, Thyme's sister, rushed over her and enveloped her in a hug.

She told us how Thyme suffered brain damage, and his memories of the past 4 years are lost.

This gave Thyme's mother a great advantage; she plans to erase his memories and manipulate him to her advantage.

Including erasing any memory of Goyra and deleting her from their lives forever.

When we returned to Gorya's little home, Gorya and Kanning were outside, while Kavin, Mj, and Goyra's friends were inside with me. I was on my phone, scrolling the news with my head on Mj's shoulder as his hand rested on my thigh.

As they were discussing ways to rescue Thyme from his mother, I quickly got a notification from my manager. "Sorry guys, I have to leave," I said as I got up and grabbed my jacket. I quickly excused myself from the group, hugging Gorya, as I was feeling a sense of urgency as I read the message from my manager. It seemed that an important work-related matter required my immediate attention.

"Wait Juliette I'll drive you," Kavin said before the door had closed, his hand once again frozen mid-air before he retracted it. Mj snickered at Kavin's failed attempt to offer a ride.

I hurriedly made my way out of the room, feeling a mix of guilt for leaving my friends and relief that I could address the work issue. As I rushed towards my car, I couldn't help but wonder how the rescue mission for Thyme would unfold without me.

I rushed to a cafe where my manager wanted to meet me. I hoped that my manager had a solution to the work issue that required my immediate attention. As I sat down at the cafe, I couldn't shake off the nagging feeling that I was leaving my friends in a difficult situation.

As I settled down in a chair, I anxiously scanned the room for my manager, hoping to see a reassuring smile or a confident demeanor. My manager quickly rushed towards me and sat in the chair across from me with a joyous look on her face.

"I have big news, Juliette!" she exclaimed. My heart skipped a beat, and I leaned in closer, eager to hear what she had to say. The anticipation grew as she took a deep breath, preparing to share the news that could potentially change everything for me.

"You have been selected as a global ambassador for a famous international organization," my manager finally revealed a glimmer of excitement in her eyes. The words hung in the air, and for a moment, I couldn't believe what I had just heard. The weight of the opportunity began to sink in, and a rush of emotions flooded over me. This was a chance to make a real impact and represent something greater than myself on a global stage. My mind raced with possibilities, imagining the doors that could open and the experiences that awaited me.

"Really? What it called?" I asked, unable to contain my curiosity. My manager smiled, clearly enjoying the suspense. "It's called Global Unity," she replied, her voice filled with pride. The name alone evoked a sense of purpose and significance.

I couldn't help but wonder what kind of work they did and how I would fit into their mission. My manager continued, explaining that Global Unity was dedicated to promoting peace, understanding, and collaboration among nations. As a global ambassador, my role would be to travel to different countries, engage with local communities, and foster connections that would help bridge cultural divides.

This went further than my modeling career; it was a chance to make a change in not only the fashion industry but also in the world. My looks won't be the only thing recognized, but rather my capability.

I was excited to be part of an organization that believed in the power of unity and was committed to creating a better future for all. I knew that my role as a global ambassador would allow me to use my platform to inspire others and promote positive change on a global scale.