Forgotten Wife My Ex-Husband Regrets It After I Left (Clara and Liam) novel Chapter 239

Sienna’s POV

“The idea can be straightforward yet it requires a narrative,” Emily remarked as she browsed the images. ” We aim to showcase your identity as an author. Nothing.

Inconsistent, with who you are.”

My fingers nervously played with the corner of the paper laid out before me.

Simply hearing the term “persona” made me want to cover my face. I wasn’t the self-assured type when in front of a camera. Having stayed behind my keyboard for a long time, suddenly becoming the public face of my work felt intimidating.

As though noticing my unease, Emily gave a comforting smile.

“Don’t stress, Sienna. There’s no need to be too formal.

Simply be yourself. We can take photos in locations where you feel at ease, your home, your preferred café or even your writing area. Let the audience sense your authenticity.”

I nodded gently. A sense of relief began to fill my chest. At least I wasn’t required to become someone, for a single photoshoot.

“We’ll also capture some photos of the book for marketing purposes,” she went on. “Such as the book resting on atable to a cup of coffee or someone reading it in a park. An idea that evokes warmth and connects to readers experiences.”

The more I heard the clearer the ultimate outcome became in my mind.

These images wouldn’t simply serve as pictures, they would play a role in how my book connects with readers.

“Is there any style you wouldn’t feel at ease doing?” Emily abruptly inquired, allowing me room to share my thoughts.

I paused briefly then responded, “I’m not a fan of poses that seem artificially flawless. I prefer to appear as myself, not as an image.”

“Good,” she responded immediately. “That’s what we aim to demonstrate. Your genuineness.”

My gaze settled on the tablet display. It showed an image of an author softly smiling as she clutched her book near her heart. Not overly broad. Not exaggerated. Simply genuine.

I enjoyed that.

“I am capable of doing something, like that,” I replied with increased assurance.

You’ve endured a deal to reach this point.”

I gave a smile despite the voice within my chest shaking.”

I’ll give it a shot.”

“You’re not by yourself,” she continued. “We’ll stand beside you throughout the journey.”

The room was filled with warmth not from their speech but because, after a long period I genuinely felt valued for what I had made not for what I had given up.

I glanced at Emily more. She was shutting her laptop, appearing calm and attentive. Not a look of guilt averting hers. That of a person who had decided to proceed. I needed to do likewise.

“I’m happy you’re on the team assisting with publishing this book,”I said gently earnestly.

Emily appeared startled, for a moment then she nodded, her smile softer. “I’m happy to be collaborating with you, Sienna.”

A certain spark ignited between us, not friendship but possibly the start of growth, between two individuals who previously caused each other pain now attempting to mend without many words.