Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"This... This is such an honor! Meeting Mr. Fernandez is a lifelong dream of mine!"

Rowan seemed pleased with my reaction. "Well, that's great to hear. I'll have someone bring a gown to your room. I'll be waiting for you in the lobby at 8:00 pm."

I thanked Rowan profusely as he left.

Stefano was my idol! Shaking hands with the man whose work changed fashion history would complete my life!

Back in my room, I eagerly pulled out my sewing kit. No matter what, tonight, I was going to make a statement! I was determined to design the most stunning gown, even if it meant staying up all night! As night fell and the lights came on, I walked into the ballroom dressed in a champagne-colored off-the-shoulder gown, with black stockings and six-inch heels. I knew I looked both sexy and elegant.

All eyes immediately turned toward me. The intense, admiring gazes made every fiber of my being come alive.

With the crowd's attention on me, I linked arms with Rowan and made my way to the center of the ballroom.

I looked around, and the room was filled with the city's elite. Business tycoons, movie stars, supermodels, socialites-so many important people, I could barely keep track.

Annie Winter was especially friendly among them and complimented me on my gown. Starcrest queen Mary Streep even pulled me aside and chatted with me for what felt like ages.

I smiled and gracefully navigated the conversation, feeling completely at ease.

The old me would never have dared dream of being at a table with these influential figures. But here I was, standing under the spotlight, the center of attention!

caught my eye. He stood with his back to the light, making his face hard to

that calm,

the source of the sound,

and a familiar

"It's you?"

my chest. A hidden corner of my

was watching us, their whispers buzzing all

felt thick, like

him. His deep, dark gaze used to mesmerize me, but now, it felt like an abyss I was afraid

are you doing here?" I

once rebellious edge now smoothed by time. "Why wouldn't I be here? Melando Fashion Week-surely, as an industry

up to me,

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my chin. "But you... shouldn't you be in Lendora, working on Evelyn Studio's new store? Why take the time to come

frowned slightly, clearly displeased by Ethan's intrusion. He stepped forward, subtly

Grayson, it's a

is here at my invitation. We're discussing a potential collaboration. I'd appreciate it if you refrained

smile on his lips widening. "Oh, so Ms. Wiley and Mr. Ellard are already collaborating?

me a knowing look. "Well, with a backer like Rovera Group, it's