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.

amounted to a substantial sum, a hundred thousand dollars, making it the largest transaction

the finishing touches, ensuring everything was perfect. That night, she decided to stay at her studio to focus entirely on the

in the final adjustments of the suit and worked on updating her

wasn't until Miranda called, inviting her out for dinner, that Mila realized how hungry she was. She stood up, feeling dizzy from the long hours hunched over

the private restaurant Miranda had chosen. She parked and was just about to step out when

heart skipped a beat when she saw her son, Adrian, leap out of the

suddenly felt a lump in her throat, like a stone had crushed her

was indeed different from just

nausea rising in her chest, she shakily lowered the car window a bit. Adrian's innocent voice immediately filled the

me? You're back now, so why can't I

eyes full of warmth and her voice

eyes

Lysander, who remained silent, and

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