Amelie’s POV

I had my makeup removed and my hair combed out by the stylist after I changed into my clothes. Biscuit sat on my lap snoozing while I had it done; it seems he had quite a day as well.

“Well, you look like the normal Amelie now,” Morgan said, smiling.

“I don’t think I could go back to being a normal Amelie now,” I giggled. “That was so much fun.”

“I loved having one of my besties in the show,” Morgan stated. “You did such a spectacular job as well. Twerkley, better watch out, you might have a career in acting.”

“Oh, nonsense,” I laughed.

“No, Amelie, seriously,”...