Viviane held the invitation letter in her hands, her emotions a complex mix of excitement, apprehension, and nostalgia. Looking down at Evans, she saw him curiously taking in his surroundings. Sensing his mother’s distraction, he tilted his head up, his large, innocent eyes meeting hers.
“Mommy, where are we going?” he asked in his sweet, childlike voice.
Snapping out of her thoughts, Viviane smiled gently. “Sweetheart, Mommy is taking you to a new place to do something very important.” She tenderly stroked Evans’ soft curls, her mind drifting back to the scene from his recent birthday.
“Four years ago, you missed the finals for the sake of your child. Now, the International Jewelry Designer Competition is officially inviting you to chase your dream once more. Will you turn it down agai
