"When did you do all this?" I had no idea.
Ethan watched my reaction, clearly pleased with himself. "It's your surprise. I've been waiting for you to get out of the hospital so you could build your own team. Yeah, I don't love the idea of you working yourself to death… but I know this is your dream."
My dream. He still remembered.
After I married Zane, I thought about starting my own design studio too.
But Zane would always smile and coax me. "You just focus on being Mrs. Hayes. You don't need to go out there and struggle. It'll break my heart."
Back then, I thought that was love.
Now I knew better. Zane wasn't loving me. He was keeping me, like a pet locked in a pretty cage.
Even when I just wanted to enter a design competition, he'd find every excuse to stop me.
But when Fiona wa
