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... were sketches, half-finished designs, and crumpled sheets of discarded ideas. Fashion Week was approaching fast, and now that she was co-designing with Damien, the workload had doubled.
She stretched her arms, rolling her shoulders to ease the stiffness. When she glanced at the clock, she realized it was already 6 p.m. He had mentioned going to the café earlier. If he was on the evening shift, he was probably going to come back by 9 p.m.
Tapping her fingers idly against the table ...
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