After finishing breakfast, I still didn't feel entirely great, but at least the food had helped lift my spirits a little. I decided to head to the living room to relax and watch some TV with Tyron.
The plush sofa was inviting, and I sank into it with a sigh of relief. Tyron plopped down next to me, grabbing the remote and flipping through channels until we landed on a comedy show.
"So, how was New York?" Tyron asked, leaning back and stretching his legs out on the coffee table.
"It was pretty amazing," I replied, a small smile tugging at my lips as I remembered the bustling city. "The modeling school was great, and I got to do my first professional photoshoot. It felt like a dream come true."
Tyron grinned, nudging me playfully with his elbow. "I always knew you'd make it big, Elena. You've got that star quality."
I chuckled, shaking my head. "Thanks, Tyron. But it wasn't all smooth sailing. There were some... complications."