Who could have imagined that time would turn things around so completely?
Julian, who had once talked about ending his own life, now stood tall and carried himself with quiet confidence.
And I, the one who had persuaded him to live, had walked straight into a dead end first.
But in the end, it was he who reached out and pulled me back from death.
When he caught me drifting off, he frowned slightly and tapped my forehead with his fingertip.
"His whole performance is just for show. Do not let yourself fall back into his trap."
As Julian spoke, he passed me a document.
"Look. This is the participant list for next year's Bloom Prize for Fashion Design. Genevieve's name is on it."
I opened the file, and my eyes went straight to the submitted works column.
It was a draft I had sketched
