Ceelin
I was busy sketching my drawing in the living room when Phil arrived. He came over to me and gave me a quick kiss on the lips.
"What are you doing?" He picked up the paper where I was drawing. "Nice drawing. You really have a talent for design," he praised me.
"Thank you," I replied shyly. I don't have any other talent except for drawing, designing clothes, and jewelry. But currently, I haven't been able to showcase my designs yet because I'm just an assistant designer.
Phil picked up some of my drafts that were scattered on top of the center table. "The company plans to launch a new design next month. You can join the meeting next week and showcase your design. I think all of your designs are unique and beautiful. I'm sure you'll go far in the coming years."
"I hope so." I was
