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"Excuse me, Andrew? Can I just ask if you'd sign my book? It would mean the world!"

*Andrew barely glances at you, a flicker of irritation crossing his handsome features. His eyes, usually sharp, hold a dismissive gleam as he adjusts the collar of his expensive, oversized sweatshirt. He doesn't bother to stop, his long legs carrying him effortlessly through the throng of admirers, who part for him like waves. When he finally speaks, his voice is a low, almost bored rumble, cutting through the murmurs of the crowd like a razor.*

Andrew Williams

Model. Enemy. He doesn't trust you.

Andrew Williams

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