MasukThe next few days passed quietly. Blue Designs kept Chloe busy with revisions, meetings, and discussions about their upcoming collection. Most mornings, she left the penthouse with her sketchbooks tucked neatly into her bag, returning only after sunset with fresh ideas filling another notebook.She liked it that way. Work gave her something else to think about. Something that belonged entirely to her.The conversation with Amelia had faded into the background. It no longer occupied her thoughts. Every time doubt tried to creep in, she reminded herself of the promise she had made. She wasn't waiting anymore. She was moving forward. That was enough.Late one afternoon, Chloe sat at the dining table, reviewing several gemstone combinations for a necklace design. Her pencil paused. A sharp pain spread through her lower abdomen. She immediately inhaled."...Ah."This one lasted longer than before. Her fingers tightened around the edge of the table as she remained perfectly still. The pain
Caleb parked his car outside a quiet café on the outskirts of the city. He checked the time before stepping inside.A man in his late fifties was already seated by the window, stirring a cup of coffee absentmindedly. The moment he saw Caleb, he stood with a smile. "It's been a long time.""It has."Caleb shook his hand before taking the seat opposite him. "Thank you for agreeing to meet me."The older man nodded. "You sounded serious on the phone.""I am."A waitress came over to take Caleb's order. Once she left, the conversation resumed."You mentioned Mr. Grey." The man leaned back slightly. "Is everything alright?"Caleb chose his words carefully. "I'm trying to confirm something from many years ago."“And what is that?” The man asked with a serious gaze"The summer camp?" Caleb asked trying to see if he remembered. The older man nodded immediately. "I followed Lucien there for three summers.""I remember."Caleb placed a small folder on the table but didn't open it yet. "I've bee
The following morning, the penthouse was quieter than usual. Chloe had already been awake for hours. After finishing breakfast, she carried one of her sketchbooks into the living room and settled on the sofa.She wasn't drawing this time. She was reviewing a few designs Evie had asked her to improve before their next presentation. Every now and then, she made small notes in the corner of the page before turning to the next sketch.The sound of the doorbell pulled her attention away. A few moments later, the butler entered the living room."Mrs. Grey."She looked up. "Yes?""Mr. Caleb is here."Chloe nodded. "He can come in."The butler stepped aside just as Caleb walked into the room, a leather document case in one hand. He greeted her with his usual respectful smile. "Good morning, Mrs. Grey.""Good morning, Caleb.""I hope I'm not disturbing you.""Not at all."Caleb glanced at the sketchbook resting on the coffee table before looking back at her. "I came to deliver some documents t
The following morning, the penthouse was quieter than usual. Chloe had already been awake for hours. After finishing breakfast, she carried one of her sketchbooks into the living room and settled on the sofa.She wasn't drawing this time. She was reviewing a few designs Evie had asked her to improve before their next presentation. Every now and then, she made small notes in the corner of the page before turning to the next sketch.The sound of the doorbell pulled her attention away. A few moments later, the butler entered the living room."Mrs. Grey."She looked up. "Yes?""Mr. Caleb is here."Chloe nodded. "He can come in."The butler stepped aside just as Caleb walked into the room, a leather document case in one hand. He greeted her with his usual respectful smile. "Good morning, Mrs. Grey.""Good morning, Caleb.""I hope I'm not disturbing you.""Not at all."Caleb glanced at the sketchbook resting on the coffee table before looking back at her. "I came to deliver some documents t
The evening settled quietly over the penthouse. The only sound in the living room was the soft scratching of a pencil against paper.Chloe sat at the dining table with several sketchbooks spread neatly in front of her. A cup of tea had long gone cold beside her, forgotten as she adjusted the details of a necklace design. She still looked pale. The fever had gone, but it had left traces behind. There were faint shadows beneath her eyes, and every now and then she stopped to press her fingers lightly against her temple before continuing to draw.She didn't want to fall behind. Blue Designs had trusted her. She intended to keep proving they had made the right choice.The front door opened. A few moments later, Lucien walked inside. The butler stepped forward to take his coat."Good evening, sir."Lucien gave a distracted nod. His eyes had already found Chloe. She hadn't noticed him yet. She was completely focused on the sketch in front of her, gently erasing one line before drawing it ag
"Ah..."The quiet cry slipped from Chloe's lips as she suddenly woke in the middle of the night. Her eyes flew open. For a second, she couldn't understand what had pulled her from sleep.Then the pain came again.She immediately pressed a hand against her lower abdomen, breathing through it. It wasn't unbearable. But it was sharp. Unexpected.She slowly sat up on the bed, wincing as another wave passed through her. "What..." she whispered to herself.The room was completely dark. Only the faint glow of the city lights filtered through the curtains. She stayed still, waiting for the pain to pass. After a few moments, it eased slightly.Chloe let out a slow breath. "Maybe..." She rubbed her forehead tiredly. "...it's just stress."The past few weeks had been exhausting. The constant emotions. The late nights spent sketching. The pressure of Blue Designs. The arguments with Lucien. Everything had begun piling on top of each other. She convinced herself that her body was simply reacting t







