Oriana could never forget her teacher, not in a million years. Yet, for the past three years, she hadn't mustered the courage to face her mentor.
Though Susan's question had a slight edge of reproach, her face blossomed into a smile, clearly delighted.
"It's been so long without any news of you in the media, and no new designs from you in the competitions. You have no idea how worried I've been about you," Susan asked with genuine concern, reaching out a hand toward Oriana.
Oriana immediately stepped forward, clasping Susan's hand, feeling the warmth from her teacher's aged fingers.
Susan's smile was gentle and kind as she murmured,
"I remember when you left, you had long hair. It's been years since I've seen you with short hair, but you're still as beautiful as ever."
Her words made
