Bella's POVThe pounding music faded as I turned off the engine, silence settling over the parking lot like dust. I stared at the fashion house I once called mine, its grand facade now dimmed, stripped of the soul I built into every brick.There was a time this place pulsed with life. Clients in polished cars lined up in the mornings, fabric bolts stacked like gold, laughter spilled from the many creative rooms. But now? One glance told the story. Empty lot. Ghosted halls. Dreams decaying in fluorescent silence.I stepped out, heels echoing against cold tile. The first floor looked like a skeleton, it was nothing like I remembered it, only a few machines hummed in protest. Almost two-third of the employee population is gone. Workers moved like shadows, barely glancing up. One look and I could tell that they are probably owed by the company, their face said it all. That zeal to be creatively invested in the work was gone. Few greeted me, no one recognized me. I’d become a stranger in
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