LOGINSix months after StyledByLin’s comeback exhibition, I stood in the middle of our showroom, watching a team of people move around me as though they had been doing this together for years. I could still remember the feeling of standing on that runway, looking out at a room full of people who had come to see my work. I remembered the applause, the conversations that followed, and the quiet disbelief I felt when I realized that the future I’d fought so hard for might finally be within reach. That evening had changed things for StyledByLin, but the months that followed had changed even more. Now, garment racks lined our showroom walls, each piece arranged carefully beneath warm lighting. Two clients sat near the front windows, discussing a custom order with one of my designers, while Maya stood at the reception desk, reviewing the schedule for the week. A delivery arrived at the entrance, someone called for a steamer, and my phone vibrated with an email confirming another order from a bou
I held my hand out a little further and that was all it took. Anabel stepped forward, and I pulled her into my arms. She clung to me, her tears soaking into my shoulder as the bouquet she had been holding pressed awkwardly between us. I wrapped my arms around her and closed my eyes, letting my own tears fall. For a few seconds, neither of us said anything. There was too much history between us for a simple apology to carry it all, too much love, hurt, and too many memories to pretend we could return to the way things had been before. But I could hold her and admit that I still loved her, even if I was still learning how to trust her again."I thought hurting you would somehow make things better," she whispered against my shoulder. "I thought if I could get you back, everything would go back to the way it was. But all it did was make us both miserable."I tightened my arms around her. "You hurt me, Anabel.""I know.""And I can’t promise I’ll never be angry about it again.""I understa
They were seated together, both looking towards the stage. Ethan watched me with a quiet smile, dressed in a dark suit that made him look every bit as composed as I remembered. Yet there was something in his expression that made my chest tighten. He looked proud and for a moment, I forgot the words I had planned to say next. Ethan had told me he wouldn’t be able to come, and I had tried to accept it without making him feel guilty about everything he was handling. Yet there he was, sitting beside Anabel and watching me as though he had never intended to miss this moment. My gaze shifted briefly to her. She looked uncertain, almost as though she didn’t know whether I would be happy to see her or wish she hadn’t come. Surprise, relief, and happiness rose in me alongside the ache of missing them both.I swallowed, forcing myself to compose my expression before the audience noticed I’d lost my place."I’m sorry," I said with a small laugh, drawing a few gentle smiles from the crowd. "I thi
Maya and I stepped out to welcome the guests. I recognized a few faces from photographs and fashion events, while others were people whose names I knew better than their faces. Several belonged to Mrs. Lawson’s social circle, people whose connections could open doors most designers spent years trying to reach. I was still trying to make sense of the growing crowd when another car pulled up and Mrs. Lawson stepped out, looking as composed and elegant as ever. I went forward to greet her. "Mrs. Lawson, thank you for coming."She looked me over, then glanced towards the hall. "Well, look at you," she said. "You’ve actually pulled this together."I laughed nervously. "I’m trying my best.""Good… Because I’ve been talking about you."I blinked. "You have?""Of course. I’ve told my friends all about this exhibition. I’ve been bragging about you, Linda, so I hope you don’t disappoint me." Her tone was sharp enough to make me laugh, but there was no doubt about the confidence behind her word
Before we ended the call, Ethan fell silent."Lin?""Yes?""Whatever happens tomorrow, remember that one exhibition doesn’t define your entire future. It’s a beginning, not a final judgment."I looked towards the window, where the city lights glimmered beyond the glass. "I’ll try to remember that.""Good. And please eat your dinner before it gets cold."I glanced at the empty food container beside me and laughed. "Too late.""See? I know you. Now go get some sleep, my designer.""You too. Good night Ethan.""Good night."The call ended, and I sat there holding my phone for another moment. Ethan had called, listened, and made me feel cared for without making me feel foolish for needing reassurance. I still wished he could be there tomorrow, but I wasn’t going to let that disappointment overshadow everything I’d worked for. I went to bed with my alarm set, my exhibition schedule saved, and a nervous excitement fluttering beneath my ribs. Tomorrow, StyledbyLin would step into the light a
Chapter 77By evening, the last outstanding details had been confirmed. The models had received their schedules, the event team had the final arrangements, and the collection was ready. I was sitting at my desk, reviewing the final checklist, when my phone lit up. It was Ethan and a small smile crossed my face before I answered."Hey.""Hi, Lin. How are you holding up? How's the planning going?"I smiled before I could stop myself, then I leaned back in my chair. "I’m good. Tired but good. Wondering if I should cancel everything and pretend I never started this business.""You could. But then you’d have to explain to an entire room why they showed up to admire an empty runway."I laughed, shaking my head. "Well, almost everything is ready. Maya and I checked the venue today, and the team has been working really hard. There are a few final things to confirm, but nothing major.""I’m glad to hear that."I could hear the genuine relief in his voice."You’ve put a lot into this," he conti
I almost didn't go.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at my phone. I was already dressed in a beautiful emerald green dress that hugged my body perfectly. My makeup was flawless, my hair was styled, and I looked stunning. But inside, I felt like I was falling apart. I was having cold feet.I did
I reached for a glass of wine from a passing server and took a long sip, to give my hands something to do and to calm my nerves down."So… you came, " a voice said softly behind me.I turned slightly and saw Ethan standing next to me. My heart raced. I opened my mouth to respond, but the words woul
I left work early to come home and clear my head. I just finished dinner and was about to upload some pictures of my new collections to my fashion page.It was around 8 pm when someone knocked on my apartment door. I wasn't expecting anyone. Maya had gone home hours ago, and Anabel was busy with th
Anabel showed up at my apartment later that evening, long after I had changed out of my dress and washed off my makeup. I was just about to make myself a cup of tea when I heard her familiar knock, four quick taps and two slow ones—our signature knock since college. I froze for a second. I wasn’t e







