Nicole Vargas

I walked into the room in my silky bathrobe waiting for Ethan to come upstairs. My hair was in a tight bun and my eyelids were heavy.

I was so tired, because I had spent the entire day today in the office with Rose to discuss the materials and fabrics we needed for the Fashion Show. She ordered the materials and fabrics from Europe and they were the best I have seen so far.

But still, we needed more things, but she promised ...