Amelia loved the atelier from the moment she stepped through the double doors leading to the waiting room. The space was enchanting, with wooden walls covered by large, heavy curtains in shades of pink, lilac, and gray. The armchairs, small tables, and counter that occupied the space had a delicate finish that contributed to the sophisticated appearance of the place. On the wall behind the counter, a white door with floral carvings led to the workshop, where clients were truly attended to, and pieces were made. That was where Amelia met Margarida, the owner of the atelier, a woman with a youthful aura despite the expression lines on her face that attested to the many decades she had lived. And despite the atelier's sophistication, she exuded a chaotic and joyful energy, wore colorful cloth
