Elena didn't notice Adrian standing at the doorway until he stepped further into the room. She looked up immediately from the mountain of papers surrounding her and smiled softly. “Oh,” she laughed lightly, brushing hair way from her face. “Sorry for littering the whole place.”
Adrian glanced around the sketches, pencils, fabric samples and notebooks spread across the sofa and table. Surprisingly… he didn’t mind at all. Actually, the room felt warmer like this. More alive.
His eyes settled on one of the drawings, a dress sketch. Detailed, elegant, and beautiful
“You drew these?” Elena followed his gaze before smiling wider. “Most of my designs in my store are mine.” Adrian looked genuinely surprised. “You designed this yourself?”
“And the first piece I ever sold?” Elena leaned back sli
