Emma
"Hold still!" I adjusted the draping on my newest design, pins held carefully between my lips. The Laurent Studio workroom hummed with pre-gala energy, every surface covered in fabric swatches and sketches.
"Sorry!" Amanda tried not to squirm as I pinned another fold. "But have you seen the guest list for the Sterling Gala? Every major fashion editor, designer, and society figure in New York!"
"Not helping with my nerves." Though my hands remained steady as I worked. Years of sewing while the twins napped had taught me precision under pressure.
"You should be nervous!" She twisted to see the mirror, earning a gentle poke from my pins. "This isn't just any event - it's your debut as Laurent's protégée. At the biggest charity gala of the season!"
"Which is why," Laurent's voice mad
