OLIVIA
As the taxi made a U-turn down my street, I leaned back in the seat, a soft smile curving at my lips. For the first time in days, maybe weeks, I felt something like happiness or at least relief.
I didn’t expect today to go so smoothly. Certainly not leaving Dante’s office without one of our usual arguments.
But closing his show?
I shook my head. Dante was complicated, infuriating, and manipulative but despite all that, it was nice to see that he actually cared deeply for me.
Even Nico, who I thought would lose his patience during the fitting, had surprised me. Though I was bigger than the sample size, he didn’t snap or make me feel out of place. He measured me quietly, professionally, without a single comment.
A rush of excitement bubbled up inside me. I couldn’t wait to tell
