Sophie’s POV
The morning after the launch didn’t begin quietly.
It began with noise.
The kind that doesn’t come from sewing machines or city traffic — but from headlines, notifications, and the constant vibration of a phone that refused to stop ringing.
HART COUTURE REBORN: THE LEGEND RETURNS.
BLACKWOOD EX VS. BLACKWOOD EMPIRE — INSIDE THE FASHION WAR.
SOPHIE HART RISES FROM THE ASHES.
Every headline came with a different tone — admiration, scandal, speculation.
But they all had one thing in common: my name.
I stood by the wide glass window of my apartment, coffee untouched, hair still damp from a rushed shower. The city looked alive, buzzing, like it already knew what I’d done.
Somewhere across town, I imagined Adrian seeing the same news — his jaw tightening, his eyes narrowing
