Chapter 15

## Lillian's Studio

Mila walked into another room and flipped on the light switch.

There, resting on a mannequin, was a deep purple embroidered suit with intricate designs-a custom piece for an important client.

This client was shrouded in mystery. Despite the personalized nature of the suit, Mila had never met him. Instead, he had sent over a detailed list of

measurements and style preferences through an intermediary. The dimensions were impressive, and so was his taste.

If it weren't for a close friend's recommendation, Mila might have hesitated to take

the job.

to a substantial sum, a hundred thousand dollars, making it the largest transaction Mila had ever secured a significant milestone in

delivery just days away, Mila planned to dedicate the next couple of days to the finishing touches, ensuring everything was perfect. That night, she decided to stay at her

the final adjustments of the suit and worked on updating her portfolio. Time

wasn't until Miranda called, inviting her out for dinner, that Mila realized how hungry she was. She stood up,

boost, Mila drove to the private restaurant Miranda had chosen. She parked and was

car was parked. She watched as Giselle and Lysander stepped out. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw her son, Adrian, leap out of the car and run eagerly into

her throat, like a stone

different from just hearing about

nausea rising in her chest, she shakily lowered the car window a

can't I live with you? I really, really miss spending time with you

eyes full of warmth and her voice

eyes sparkled

remained silent, and

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