Amelia POV

Her invitation hung in the air like a challenge, awaiting my response. It seemed as though she had sensed my hesitation.

“See it as a means to draw inspiration from other top designers,” her clear voice sounds crisp and persuasive.

My thoughts were a battle of uncertainties, as I struggled to make up my mind about her invitation. After the fire, everyone from my past believed I died in it. Imagine being recognized by someone from my past. Definitely, words will get to ...