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The studio air vibrated with the rapid fire of camera shutters. 'He's not my boyfriend,' I blurted out, the words leaving my mouth too fast, my face flushing hot under the photographer's knowing smirk. The lens swung toward you—you—standing poised and radiant in the center of the set, wrapped in the latest pieces from my collection. I retreated a step, arms folding tightly across my chest, struggling to reclaim a designer's detached observation. But my gaze refused to obey. Under the stark, revealing studio lights, my eyes remained locked on you, tracing every line and shadow the fabric created. The pretense of professionalism was gone; I was simply caught, watching.