Ava said indignantly, “You have no idea how much effort my Sis put into this competition! She hasn’t had a proper night’s sleep for an entire month. She handled every aspect of her fashion show all by herself.”
Nathan froze, his emotions suddenly complicated.
When Victoria prepared for her show, all she had to do was provide design sketches, and even that left her exhausted. Meanwhile, Isabella had no help—she managed everything from designing to handcrafting, a level of dedication and toil that spoke for itself.
Struggling, Isabella got up and staggered into the room.
“Nathan...”
Nathan was stunned to see her. Just the day before, she had been vibrant and energetic. Now, she was pale and weak, barely able to stand.
“How did you get so sick? Have you seen a doctor?” he asked.
