studio. He didn't bring an apology. He brought a gift-a rare,
gala were... tense," he began, masterfully reframing the night. "But getting cl
a strategic sacrifice for his su
g onto mine. "I have one final tes
started
voice dropping to an intimate whisper. "This is it. The final hurdle. You pour your genius into this dress, and I swear
The promise hung in the air, a
screen lit up, filled with hundreds o
no emotion. "Imagine her poise, her elegance. Create a go
muse for the very dress that was supposed to represent my own future, my own
nance grew inside me. The design was beautiful, a cascade of silk and lace, but it felt... cold. Haunted. The love I tried to stitch
ch he kept in his home office. As I searched his desk, my eyes fell on
was the day after t
ket were Kurt Salaza
. It's a contingency plan, I told myself frantically. A surprise for me. He's just using her name for som
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