Country: Aurivelle
City: Auremont
Grayson
“The fashion house headquarters is the last stop for today,” Vivienne said as we slid into the backseat of the car.
“The meeting with the fashion house is your final one for the day,” she added as the car moved smoothly down the street.
I nodded, scrolling through my tablet.
It had been a long day.
The usual routine.
The fashion headquarters was the last stop.
And also the most important.
The runway show was only a month away.
My thoughts drifted.
The mention of the institute… it kept pulling me back.
I tried not to think about it.
But I couldn’t.
Alvara.
Her name kept echoing in my head.
Even when I didn’t want to remember.
Her face.
Fearless.
It kept coming back.
I didn’t want to admit what I felt.
The car stopped, and I sho
