~Tessa~The elevator chimed softly, and the silver doors slid open into a space that felt like it had stepped straight out of a magazine spread.Marble floors. Gold rimmed mirrors. Mannequins dressed in half finished designs standing like silent guards.Riri nudged my arm lightly. “We’re really here,” she whispered, half laughing, half in awe.I smiled, though my stomach was a tangle of nerves. “You mean we as in “they actually picked us?’”Ahead, a sleek woman in her early thirties, dressed in an all black jumpsuit and red heels, waited for the new interns.“Good morning, everyone,” she began crisply. “Welcome to T Fashion House. I’m Nora. You’ll be working under me for the next three months. That means you’ll learn, you’ll run errands, you’ll cry but you’ll also grow.”Soft laughter filled the room. Ten of us in total, including Riri and I . A small, bright group of dreamers with notebooks clutched to their chests and hope stitched in their eyes.Nora led them through the design flo
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